i'll kiss you harder baby

I ran my arm across my forehead and set my paintbrush down. I'd been painting probably all day but my time at the beach had left me feeling inspired. But I now realized I was also starving. I glanced at the clock on the wall. I had planned to make dinner for Trav and I tonight but there wasn't time anymore.

"Lil?" I guess there really wasn't time. I dusted myself off and walked downstairs, smiling at Trav as he set his jacket on the back of the couch.
"Hey." I smiled and leaned in to kiss him after making sure I didn't have any wet paint on me.
"You look like you've been busy." he laughed as he looked over me. I was probably a mess, in my paint stained denim cutoffs and loose black top.
"I have." I smiled. "How was your day?" He shrugged and leaned in to kiss me again, lingering a little longer than initally and making my toes practically curl.
"Long." He sighed. "Want to get some dinner?" I nodded.
"I do but I'm not really dressed for it." I laughed. Travis rose a brow.
"Are you telling me you don't have any other clothes besides these?" I rolled my eyes.
"Don't be a smartas.s Cole." Travis smirked.
"Why not?" I walked away, heading for my bedroom.
"Because it makes me hot and we'll never get to the restaurant!" I called over my shoulder. Travis follwed me up the stairs and wrapped his arms around my waist.
"Since when is that a problem?" he asked, nibbling on my ear.
"Mhm what are you suggesting exactly?" I purred, leaning back against his hard body as we headed to my bedroom.
"Let's stay home and order a pizza." he answered, pulling away as I turned around to look at him.
"You don't want to go out?"
"Not tonight baby." he answered quietly, pushing my hair behind my ear before cupping my face with his hand and running his thumb against my cheek.
"Okay..." I trailed off, nodding, "Are you okay?" Trav took a deep breath and I watched as he thought about what to say.
"Yes." he said simply and closed the small distance between us, kissing me instead of actualy talking.
"Mm I don't believe you." I said against his mouth before kissing him back
"You know me." Trav watched as I peeled myself out of my dirty painting clothes. I could feel his eyes on me as I slipped into a nightgown and shivered at the way him watching me made me feel. It was almost innocent. Except it wasn't. Which was proven when he pulled my wrist to get me flush against him and whispered into my ear. "I'm going to leave this on your little body when I slide inside you later." he said, grinning wider as I shivered again while he played with the straps on my shoulders.
"Pizza first, then you can have your wicked way with me." I laughed and kissed him quickly before grabbing my cell and ordering our usual from our favorite local place.
"I talked to Colbie." Trav said finally, making me raise a brow and look over to him.
"What exactly did you talk about?" I asked, letting him tell the story even though I was pretty sure I knew.
"About Jax, and about the baby."
"And?" I asked, trying not to push him.
"She's a mess." he admitted.
"Jax isn't better." I pointed out slowly. Jax loosened his tie and pulled it over his head.
"I heard you talked with him too." he said back while he got undressed and I nodded but I wasn't super paying attention. Watching him take off work clothes was hot. Watching him strip in general was.
"Mhm." I muttered untintelligently. Travis smirked at me as he tosed his shirt on a chair before pushing down his pants.
"Don't get distracted baby."  I grinned as I bit down on my lip, enjoying Trav in just boxer briefs before I spoke.
"Ops." I chuckled, "Where did you hear that exactly?"
"Jax told me, of course." he rolled his eyes at me. I figured we should just be changing everytime we talked about serious things. We were much less inclined to fight thais way. I plopped myself down on my bed and watched as he grabbed a pair of shorts I had in my dresser.
"He's very angry and confused." I sighed eventually. He grabbed an old t-shirt before running his hands through his hair and nodded.
"Colbie's very confused. She didn't even sound like herself...I think she's re-living the past and it's the worst thing she could do."
"It's a difficult situation to handle." I replied, following him as he walked down the stairs and into the kitchen where he grapped a beer from the fridge.
"Don't you think I know?" he asked before taking a long swig.
"Baby..." I ran my hands up his chest and just hugged him, letting him drink his beer before he finally relaxed and wrapped his arms around me.
"I don't know what I think..." He trailed off and I understood.
"Are you re-living the past too Trav?" I asked, setting my chin on his chest. His eyes were dark as he shrugged and sipped his beer again.
"A little. Maybe." I sighed. I hated the pain I saw on Trav's face when he thought about the life he almost had as a father. "Colbie said she was going to keep their baby." He added, almost as if he was convincing himself by saying the words. I gave him an I-told-you-so look without saying the words. I knew my sister, I wasn't sure why she was intent on fu.cking up the best relationship she'd ever had with a man but I did know that she would never give up her baby. She loved being a mom and had always wanted more kids.
"Doesn't that make you feel better?" I asked, running my fingers through his hair and settling at the nape of his neck.
"It's still a clusterfu.ck Lila. She's still hiding from Jax and he's a miserable mess which isn't the mindset you should be having when you're about to be a father."
"Jax is going to make an amazing father." I replied, trying to remind him of the good instead of the bad.
"I know." Trav nodded.
"I think everything will work out baby."
"How can you know that?" he asked. But it was simple to me.
"Do they have any other chance?"
"Not anymore." he shook his head. I knew he was still half mad at both of them for what happened but lets be honest it had to be meant to be right? I kissed him quickly and tried to distract him from the bad.
"Aren't you happy to become uncle again?"
"Of course I am." he answered, then paused to take a swig of beer as he led us outside to the porch, "It's just that they're not in the best situation to have a baby. And if they can't things work out..."
"Have some faith Trav." I said as we sat on the stairs.
"I hope Colbie will become more stable." he said back and stared in front of him, knowing he'd said the wrong thing.
"What are you saying Travis." I retorted flatly and he finally turned to look at me.
"Your sister is out her f.ucking mind right now." he pointed out.
"Of course she is." I sighed. "She's Colbie. And she's hormonal and this is all hitting her so fast. I don't know what I'd do if I was in her place." I admitted.
"Yeah." Trav nodded as we watched the pizza guy come up and give us our food.
"Let's not talk about it anymore." I replied, hating how the topic was monopolizing everything.
"What should we talk about instead?'
"How's Tara?" I asked, thinking about his pretty cousin and her delicious food.
"Good. She's still waiting for your girls party at the beach house." I grinned.
"Oh good."
"Good that you bought furniture." He chuckled.
"Oh YOU bought it. I just picked it out." I smirked and he shook his head.
'How could I forget?" I laughed and took a big bite of super cheesy pizza.
"When will we go back?" He shrugged.
"This weekend if you want." He looked over and smiled at me. I loved this side of him, my big serious man so casual and talking about something that actually made him happy.
"Yes please." I smiled. "I'll back my new bikini." I winked. "I bought it myself."
"I hope so." He rolled his eyes. "You have enough damn bikinis."
"A woman can never have too many swimsuits. Or shoes." I added. Travis grumbled something and I laughed and climbed into his lap.
"You're handsome.' I told him seriously.
"Just that?" He asked, a cocky smile forming on his lips.
"Nope." I grinned and left it at that.
"Oh?" His eyes sparkled back at me. "What else?"
"I can't tell you I don't want you to blush."
"I never blush." he spanked me lazily before grabbing me and setting me down next to him like I weighed nothing.
"Why are you pushing me away?" He grinned and shrugged over at me.
"Because I'm hungry."
"Mhm you mean you need energy for later when I'll wear you out." I teased, biting down on my lip as he laughed.
"You? Wear me out?" he asked, "Sure baby."
"Or maybe you won't get any tonight." I raised an eyebrow at him.
"Never." he said before kissing me softly. I licked the taste of beer off my lips before I sighed and focused on watching him.
"Unfortunately you're right." I said and Trav shot me an amused look. "Will you work tomorrow?"
"Of course I will." he answered before taking another sip of beer.
"Why don't they send you again to NY?" I grinned, "So that I can come with you again."
"It was fun, wasn't it?" he smirked and I loved seeing him relaxing. It was a rare occasion for my man. "I don't know, it not in their plans now...if they send me there maybe it could be not temporary."  I widened my eyes.
"What?! You never told me you could be transferred to New York Trav!"
"Baby, it's not happening." he replied, getting lost in his thoughts for a minute while I pouted at him. "Don't make that face, I'm not going anywhere." I said and kissed her forehead, then went back to that delicious pizza.
"New York is nice to visit, but I don't think I'd like to live there." I shrugged and took a bite of pizza myself.
"How come?" He asked, leaning back in his chair. I shrugged.
"It's too busy. And no one wears any color. Plus I like living in a house instead of an apartment."
"Those are silly reasons except the last one." Travis chuckled and I threw my napkin at him.
"You're silly." I corrected. "We should plan a vacation." I thought out loud.
"We just went to the beach." He chuckled and I waved him off.
"Not here. Like real traveling. To England or Italy or France." Travis' brows shot up.
"What would we do there?" I shrugged and smirked back at him.
"I need to cross off countries on my list of places I've had sex in." I joked and Travis laughed out loud.
"You want to fly thousands of miles to do something we could do right here?" I shook my head and faked a serious face.
"I already checked off here. Plus you know I'm joking. I've only ever been to France and that was for school. It would be much better to do it for fun."
"You must think I'm made of money." Travis smirked and I shrugged.
"That's why I fell in love with a workaholic." I teased, leaning against him and setting my feet up.
"Ahh, and I thought it was just for my good looks."
"And stamina."
"So many reasons then." I nodded.
"So many." I agreed, though that time it was true. We were such different people, I had never seen myself falling for a man like him, but when we were together it felt more right than I'd ever felt before.
"I'd tell you to go on but it'd take too long." He shot me an all too familiar cocky smirk.
"Why do you have other plans tonight?" I asked as I bit back a grin. He finished the crushed he was holding and wrapped an arm around my shoulders.
"I'm craving something sweet." he told me seriously.
"Here I am." I reached over to kiss him and he laugheda against my mouth.
"I meant something sweet like dessert. I'm hungry."
"Meh you're no fun tonight." I retorted flatly as I tried to push him away, "All you think about is food."
"You should spend more time with Tara." he said instead, ignoring me.
"I'd love that! She seems so nice...too bad we don't live closer." I sighed, shaking my head as I thought about my friends and how different we'd become. "I could use a new friend."
"You could use a cooking lesson." he teased like he loved doing.
"Travis." I glared at him, then pouted, "I wanted to make dinner tonight but got busy painting...what so they say? It's the thought that count."
"Your thought was delicious." he joked.
"I have ice cream if you want."
"Chocolate please." he nodded enthusiastically, seeming really happy from the little things today which was out of character for him but I still liked it.
"What will I get back if I go inside and take your fave ice cream that I bought just for you because I'm an amazing girlfriend?" I replied, letting out a long fake sigh.
"I'll cook for you this weekend. And I'll let you stay on top tonight." he said as his smile turned into a grin.
"Ha. It doesn't count if my hands are tied." I narrowed my eyes and Travis laughed.
"You never complain." my straight face turned into a smirk and I shrugged.
"That's because it's a damn good ab workout." Trav nodded.
"I'm sure that's why yes." he shook his head as he sipped his beer and I smiled.
"I love you." I said seriously, feeling more secure in our relationship recently than I ever had. Trav looked over at me.
"Do you?" I rolled my eyes and turned away from him.
"I'm not saying it again, all you ever want is compliments."
"Is love a compliment?" I nodded and grabbed Trav's beer, taking a sip for myself. "Hey."
"Ugh. This beer is awful." I winced.
"It's not for babies." He took it back from me and I walked past him into the kitchen to get some wine instead.
"I'm not even justifying that with a response silly man!"