you don't know how lucky you are

you don't know how lucky you are by ssaarah

"Lil....what is happening?" Travis asked, looking around his kitchen as I zoomed around.
"I'm cooking!" I said, smiling happily as I tried to remember all the things my sister told me.
"Are you?" He smirked and opened the oven. "Nothing is burning." I shot him a look.
"I'm making pasta with chicken and garlic bread, there's wine chilling in the fridge." Travis smirked as I focused really hard on not actually burning anything. So far so good.
"I'm impressed." I grinned at him. "What's the occasion?" I shrugged.

"I just felt like doing something for you." I admitted, feeling high on making him happy. "I'll admit, Colbie helped a little." Travis laughed.
"It's cute to see you in an apron." He chuckled, pouring two glasses of wine and handing me one.
"I'm almost done I just have to add the sauce to the pasta and then wait 5 minutes to take out the garlic bread." I knew I was being silly, but I knew how much Trav liked a home cooked meal, and even though I wasn't exactly domestic? I wanted to make him happy. I reached out and poked him, biting my lip as my finger bounced off his hard stomach.
"Why are you staring at me like that?!" I asked, watching the contemplative look on his face.
"Because you're gorgeous and you're doing all this for me." he said softly, smiling before he cupped my face and kissed me, making me lean into him. I closed my eyes and reveled in the awesome feeling of kissing him.
"You better stop distracting me or our dinner will be ruined." I whispered against his lips.
"I'll be good, I promise." He grinned and pulled away, leaning against the counter as he watched me moving around the kitchen like a crazy girl. "You look comfortable in my kitchen." he pointed out before taking another sip of wine.
"Who knows, maybe I could even get used to cooking." I teased, pouring the sauce over the pasta then grabbing the plate with the garlic bread.
"I could get used to this instead." he said back, looking touched, his eyes full of adoration that made my body tingle.
"I hope you're hungry." I said softly before breaking into a chuckle, "I hope it's edible." Travis smirked at me before eyeing the food.
"It smells delicious." he commented, and I watched with baited breath as he took a bite and then groaned appreciatively. "Baby we just discovered your hidden talent. It's delicious."
"Is it?!" I asked, surprised and happy as I took a bite and grinned because damn, I was good. "It is!"
"You did good. Great actually." he said honestly. "You should keep the keys of my home." He added and I blinked as I looked up at him. It was one thing to make dinner for him, it was another for him to give me the keys to his place. That was big. I probably shouldn't stress over it though. Plus then I could cook more for him and if it made him look at me like this? It was more than worth it.
"Okay." I shrugged. "But don't expect Chef Lila every night, this was exhausting." I admitted, gulping down a big sip of wine as Travis chuckled.
"I wont cutie."
"How was your day?" He reached out to tuck my hair back and I leaned into his touch, almost obsessed with it now that I knew how it was to go without.
"It was long." He admitted. "This is nice to come home to."
"Now you have a whole weekend free." I smiled, taking a bite out of the garlic bread that was just as good if i did say so myself.
"I do." he nodded. "I plan to spend it in bed." I widened my eyes.
"Are you sick?" I asked, cocking my head to the side. He chuckled and laughed.
"Nope."
"Sounds like a relaxing weekend." I teased, refilling both our glasses.
"I doubt it." I laughed and leaned in to press my lips against his gently.
"I doubt it too." I whispered.
"What about you?"
"I painted for half the day and then I had my cooking lesson with Colbie." I smiled. "She was suppossed to stay until it was finished but she ran off. I think she's with Jax." Travis rose a brow.
"Is that still happening?" I nodded.
"Apparently." I shrugged. "Colbie wont really talk about it that much, but...I don't know she's different. She's seems younger and happier lately." I hoped it would stay that way. I knew first hand what losing a Cole could do to a person.
"I don't know how good that could be." Travis said slowly before eating again. I swallowed my food before I looked back at him.
"Why? Don't you like my sister?" I asked.
"I don't know her much, but yes she's a lovely woman." he shrugged.
"What's bad about them spending time together?" I asked, my fork resting in midair as I stopped eating to talk.
"She has a son." I watched him closely, deciding to bring my fork to my mouth. It was what Colbie said as an excuse for dating all the time and it seemed that she had a point. Still. I didn't really understand. Will was a great kid, in my book being with Colbie make you lucky to have Will as a bonus.
"So what?"
"Oh come on Lil, you know what I mean. Will is a great kid but Jax is not the best choice for Colbie."
"They're just having fun." I reminded him, knowing Colbie knew better than to treat Jax like the real deal, but feeling a little bad for her anyways.
"For now." I nodded, but in the back of my mind I couldn't help but think that maybe they were perfect together.
"I like them together." I commented in a final tone as I finished my pasta. Travis licked his lips of his final bite and leaned back in his chair.
"I haven't talked to Jax much lately, but I will soon. I'll figure out how things are between them." I nodded and then I took a deep breath as I asked the question that had been bugging me for a while.
"Do you really think what you said about me and Jax?" I asked point black.
"No. I know you're just friends." he answered without missing a beat, then leaned into me with a smirk on his face, "But I'm an a.sshole. One that loves you, but still an a.sshole." I grinned and leaned in to kiss him.
"I'm glad you finally admit that." I said, happy with his answer.
"That I'm an a.ss?" he teased, pouring more wine into our glasses, "I've always said that instead."
I laughed. "Maybe I just like hearing you admit it."
"Silly girl."
"You're trying to get me drunk." I teased, tipping my glass to his.
"I don't need to do that." He grinned and I ate the last bites on my plate. I was kind of impressed with myself.
"No you don't." I agreed. I set my food aside and climbed onto Trav's lap, wrapping my arms around his neck.
"What's up Lil?" I shrugged and kissed him softly.
"I like you." Travis laughed and grabbed my hips.
"I like this apron." he teased, fiddling with the ties behind my back.
"Oh god I forgot I was even wearing it." I laughed. "I feel super coupley." I admitted.
"Me too." He agreed. "Is it bad?" I shook my head.
"No....no it's just...different. In a good way." Trav held me tighter and started kissing up my neck.
"I can think of some coupley things we can do that will feel more like us." I felt him grinning against my neck and I leaned my head back.
"Oh? You should tell me them." I arched into his lap and he groaned.
"Lil." I reached out to trace his lips.
"What's up?"
"Thanks for dinner." I smiled.
"You're welcome." I took a deep breath, reveling in the moment that might just be perfect. I felt elated, lucky and happy. "I'm so glad I have you." I whispered softly, my voice breaking a little at the emotion I felt.
"Let's see how long it lasts." he teased but I wasn't sure what he meant and I frowned at him.
"What do you mean Trav, you said-" he put his hand on my mouth as he looked at me.
"It came put all wrong. I was just being silly..." he trailed off, sliding his hand back down before motioning between us. "I want us to last. I meant there will be days when you won't be this happy to have me. I'm not the perfect guy you'd probably deserve with you." I sighed and reached up, running my fingers through hsi hair.
"I know. But I fell in love with you, with your flaws and all. And even when you'll drive me crazy for how stubborn you are or with one of your tantrums, I'll always be glad to have you with me." I said softly. Trav leaned in to kiss me.
"I'm a lucky bastard." he grinned and watched me roll my eyes. He squeezed my a.ss in return before standing up and setting me on my feet. "I need a smoke."
"Now, that's something I don't really like about you." I pointed out.
"I'll be fast...you can wash the dishes in the meantime." he said with a shrug, faking a serious face.
"You better be kidding me." Trav laughed as he set a cigarette between his lips.
"I am. I'll was them later baby. You already did more than enough." he said honestly.
"You're going to freeze." I sighed as he headed out with no jacket.
"You'll warm me later."
"Couldn't you smoke weed like everyone else I know!?" I shouted after him. He peeked his head in the door and rose a brow at me.
"We're going to revisit that when I come back." I laughed and started putting the dishes in the sink before making a pot of decaf.
"Now what was that about weed?" I felt Trav's arms wrap around me and I turned in them.
"Oh nothing." I laughed.
"Did you actually do the dishes?" He asked, looking at the sink.
"No I just put them in the sink." I wrapped my arms around his neck. "We should go out or something this night is making me feel old." Travis laughed
"Super old." He shook his head.
"Hey I turn 25 in a few months. That's halfway to 50!" Travis laughed again.
"What about tonight is making you feel old?"
"Well for one thing I just brewed a pot of decaf at 6:00 pm on a Friday." Travis looked over to the coffe maker and laughed.
"That was your idea not mine."
"I never said you were old." I teased.
"Baby if you are? I'm ancient." I laughed as he poked my sides.
"TRAV!" I giggled.
"Did you know...that I have a hot tub?" I rose a brow.
"You do?!" I asked, realizing I had never actually been in his backyard.
"I do." He grinned.
"I don't have my swimsuit."
"So what?" I ran my hands up his neck and didn't mention how the idea of being naked outside with him kind of turned me on, then again I'm sure he knew that. He seemed to know me better than I knew me.
"I'm sure your neighbors will enjoy the show."
"Maybe that's a bad idea." he muttered, narrowing his eyes and making my stomach flip for the possesive look in them.
"Don't get grumpy for nothing." I whispered against his lips before kissing him softly.
"You're not going to get naked into my hot tub." he said seriously.
"It was you're idea silly man." I said back but was still smiling, I was sure I could get him to do it someday anyways. "What do you want to do instead?" Trav tilted his head down and placed a kisson my neck.
"Do you want to go out?" He asked. I sighed, I knew eventually it would be good to start sharing our relationship with other people but right now? I just wanted him.
"I just got you back Trav...I want you all for me tonight."
"Here I am."
"Let's go upstairs." I smirked back at him and wriggled out of his hold, pulling away then taking my apron off and dropping it on a chair. I felt his arms wrapping around me a second later, his body pulling me back into him.
"What do you want to do?" He asked as we headed to the stairs.
"I asked you first." I paused as we made it to the bedroom, "You don't have a Christmas tree." I added, pointing out something I'd noticed when I was cooking.
"Where is that coming from?" he asked with a brow raised as he pulled away to start taking off his work clothes. "I always buy it and decorate it with Poppy." I let my mouth drop open as Trav shrugged out of his dress shirt and pulled his undershirt over his head.
"That's really adorable." I said seriously, leaning back against the bed and enjoying the view of my man undressing.
"I hope you're talking about Poppy." I smirked.
"Yes."
"You should come with us. Poppy loves you." I smiled as he pulled on a pair of loose sweatpants and crawled onto the bed with me.
"That sounds like a lovely day." I said seriously, leaning into kiss him and feeling so content I was afraid something could go wrong at any second.
"You didn't have a tree either." He pointed out.
"I've never had a place big enough for a real treee...and lately I wasnt really in the mood. But I should get one you're right."
"I'm smart." He winked and scooped me up into his arms.
"What do you want for christmas?" I asked as he pulled the covers over both of us and reached for the remote to the tv mounted on the other side of the wall.
"Nothing." He shrugged.
"That's not fair." I poked his side as he started flipping through channels, cuddling up to him and loving how normal this felt to be so...normal. He pulled away from the TV to look down at me.
"Why not?" he asked, a hint of amusement in his tone.
"Because I have to get you a present...it's Christmas!"
"You didn't get me anything last year." he pointed out and I just rolled my eyes. We had just been fucking last year.
"We weren't really together last year." I said back.
"But I don't want anything." he retorted stubbornly. Meh. He was no help at all. "What do you want instead?" I sighed.
"I'm not going to give you a hint, it'd be too easy." I teased as I tangled my legs with his. Travis laughed and shook his head.
"I was only curious baby...I already know what I'm going to get you." he said casually before looking back at the tv and stopping on some action movie. I poked him.
"Oh my god really?! Now I want to know what it is!"
"You'll have to wait baby." he grinned and kissed my nose before turning back to the movie.
"Why?!"
"Because it's weeks from Christmas silly." I pouted.
"I should have let you wallow without me until the new year so I wouldn't have to come up with a gift for you." Travis shut the TV off and grabbed me.
"I'm going to spank you for that." He said gruffly.
"Oh?' I smirked. "I think that's a pretty awful punishment." I admitted. Travis grinned, but his eyes were still serious. His eyes...ugh they killed me.
"Why because you like it?" I nodded.
"Yup."
"My punishments should be to not touch you at all." I pouted.
"Yeah that would work. But also it would suck for you." I pointed out. Travis pulled me into his lap so I was straddling him.
"It would. Stop being bad then." He leaned into nuzzle my neck and I sighed.
"If I stop will you spank me?" I asked softly, making him chuckle against my skin.
"If you're lucky." He tugged on my earlobe with his teeth before pushing my hair out of my face when he cupped my head in his hands. I felt tiny with him.
"I'm super lucky." I said, meaning so much more than our silly banter.
"I love you Lil." Would I have the same reaction every time he said the words? As if my heart swelled and my vision only saw him and I thought I might pass out from happieness.
"I love you too."