Travis
Thanks, and just for the record, I don't fuck married women either.
I groan inwardly to myself.
Viola
Just the ones with STDs and daddy issues.
I don't even think twice before hitting send.
Travis
Are you trying to tell me something? Should I be worried about the herp now?
I clench my jaw.
Viola
Fuck off, Travis!
Travis
See you soon, V! ??
I lock my phone and slam it into my lap.
“Dang. You two must've hate-banged the shit out of each other if there's that much intensity.” Courtney glances over at me with a smile.
I give her a side-glance evil eye. “He needs a ride.”
“Ibethe does.” She chuckles, wagging her eyebrows at me.
“Does everything have to be a sexual innuendo with you?”
“Obviously you haven't been around me long enough.” She grins as she makes a U-turn and heads downtown to where he works.
As we coast through the streets, music blaring and my hair blowing in the wind as the sun sets, I think about my options.
I can ignore Travis the rest of my break, which seems nearly impossible considering the lake trip this weekend and the fact that he's Travis and will be in my face every chance he gets.OrI can forget our shared history, his words, the anger and hatred, and take advantage of the next week and a half alone with him and play his game every chance I get.
After all, if I'm the one writing the rules, there's no possible chance of losing.
CHAPTERNINETEEN
TRAVIS
As I leanup against the Challenger, waiting for Viola to pick me up, I see Alyssa and Mr. Crawford walk out. She has her arm linked into his, smiling and laughing as if he actually has a sense of humor.
The way she hangs herself all over him is quite disturbing. She’s completely wrapped up in money and not really wanting to work for it, but if I see him glance down at her chest once more, I might throw up.
“Have a good night, Mr. King,” Mr. Crawford hollers over to me, startling me. I hadn’t even realized he was looking over at me.
I nod in return.
“Good night,Mr. King,” Alyssa lingers over my name slowly, popping her tongue. “Good luck getting home.” She tilts one side of her mouth up, telling me everything I already knew.
If my job wasn’t on the line, I’d do more than just stand and watch her walk away from me right now. Karma’s a bitch, and if I know anything about karma, she’ll show up just at the right time.