Chapter Eight
I bit back a smile as she reacted to my words. Her eyes widened and she opened her mouth, then closed it again without speaking. Twisted her attractive features into an expression that showed she was thinking hard. Finally she picked up her glass and drank a good few mouthfuls of her water before putting it down with a sharp intake of breath.
A couple more seconds passed, and she eventually spoke. “I’m really not sure what I’m supposed to say to that, Travis.”
“What? You had all that time to think of a response, and that’s the best you can come up with?” I laughed a little, trying to lighten the mood. It didn’t bother me, dark discussions over lunch, but the last thing I wanted was for the beautiful woman in front of me to start stealing glances at the door and checking he
