Nicole Edwards - Travis

Travis didn’t answer Zane, and it wasn’t because he’d waived off the original question either. He didn’t know what Sawyer was up to these days, but he had a feeling there was one woman responsible for his recent actions. It wasn’t a secret that Sawyer was rebellious. He had been since they were kids. And if ever there were something Sawyer wanted, and he couldn’t have it, he became a man on a mission. Only this time, he seemed to have resorted to some kind of fucked up back -ass- ward attempt. Instead of chasing the woman he wanted, he was purposely trying to get under her skin.

Then again, Kennedy Endsley had made it abundantly clear that she had absolutely no intention of going out with Sawyer. She’d been dodging his every attempt for months. Hell, maybe years. But despite her reluctance, everyone in Coyote Ridge knew there was some serious chemistry between those two. In the hottest months, the fire department put out a fire warning whenever the two of them were seen anywhere in close proximity to one another.

“Hey, Zane. How’s it going?” Gage asked as he approached, coming to stand beside Travis.

“Damn, dude. You clean up nice.”

“Fuck. Off,” Gage whispered with a chuckle.

It was the truth. Gage Matthews in a tuxedo made Travis’ mouth water. As it was, Travis was having a hard time keeping his hands off the man because up until this point, they had both been working. Since Gage had taken the position of Head of Security for AI, the man had been busy. And this morning, as soon as the doors opened, he’d stepped right into the role without looking back. In fact, Travis was surprised to see him standing there.

“Something wrong?”

Gage glanced sideways at Travis and then turned his attention back to Sawyer, who was already getting fairly intimate with the group of women.

“Not at all.”

“Well, I’m gonna leave you two alone,” Zane said with a huge grin on his face. “It’s time I go find my woman. Check with y’all later.”

Travis and Gage nodded at Zane as he strolled off in the same direction Kaleb had.

Turning his attention to Gage fully, Travis tried to read him. “You sure everything’s all right?”

Gage leaned in slightly and grinned. “Only way it would be better is if I had you on the other side of that wall. Naked.” Gage paused as he glanced down at Travis’ mouth. “And beneath me.”

Travis’ cock stirred, but then again, it had been doing that quite a bit these days. Gage had made sure of it. As well as Kylie. It was almost as though they were awaiting this grand opening as much as he had been.

“What’s stopping you?” Travis retorted, cocking an eyebrow in invitation.

“Be careful what you wish for,” Gage warned, his tone low and intensely sexy.

Travis leaned in, right against Gage’s ear. “I can take whatever you’ve got.”

“I sure hope you boys aren’t getting anything started without me,” Kylie said sweetly as she approached, coming right up in front of them both.

Travis had already gotten a good look at her in that sexy black dress that molded to every one of her luscious curves and those hot fucking black boots, but seeing her now, his body pretended it was getting its first glimpse.

“Hey, baby,” Travis greeted Kylie as he admired her.

“You know her?” Gage asked, redirecting Travis’ attention to a woman strolling their way, looking to be on a mission of her own. Kylie took a step back and moved in close to Travis’ side while Gage remained on the other.

“I do,” he grinned and waited for the woman to approach.

“Travis Walker,” she greeted as she stopped a few feet away.

“Oh. My. God.” Kylie’s stunned voice had all three of them turning to look at her. “You’re… Oh my God. You’re…”

Travis laughed and then proceeded to introduce them. “Cheyenne Montgomery, this is my wife, Kylie Walker Matthews. And this is my husband, Gage Matthews.”

He had to give her credit. If she was at all surprised by his introduction, she didn’t show it. Then again, Travis had known Cheyenne for a long time, and his personal preferences had been something she learned early on. They’d been friends and nothing more since the day he met her, and the fact that she didn’t judge him was one of the reasons they’d remained friends all these years.

“Nice to meet you, Kylie. Gage,” Cheyenne said with that thick southern drawl.

“You’re Cheyenne Montgomery. The… The country singer,” Kylie stuttered, causing them all to laugh.

“That’s what they tell me.”

“Glad you could visit,” Travis told her, putting his arm around Kylie and pulling her against his side because he was beginning to worry she might just faint.

“I’m glad you invited me. I’ve been wondering if I’d get a chance to check this place out.”

“Well, stay as long as you like. And if you need anything, just let the front desk know, and we’ll make sure you’re taken care of.”

“Thanks.” Her smile lit up her face as she took a step back. “Well, I hope to see y’all around. If you’ve got any free time this weekend, I’d love to catch up. It’d be cool to talk to the two people who were brave enough to put up with you permanently.” With a wink and a wave, Cheyenne sauntered toward the elevators on the opposite end of the reception area, and Travis glanced down to see Kylie staring after her.

“You know her?” she asked, not looking back at him.

“We’re friends,” Travis explained. “She’s got a crazy streak, that one. I think you’ll like her. I take it you’re a fan?”

Kylie glanced up at him as though she was seeing him for the first time. “She’s amazing.”

“See, that’s what I was thinking about you ,” he said as he leaned down and pressed his lips to hers.

“See, I was thinking that you look fucking hot,” Gage added as he moved closer to Kylie. “I’m still not sure why we agreed to let you in here tonight.”

“Well, I do,” she said with a sexy smirk on her red lips.

Gage was right, Kylie looked entirely too fuckable tonight. And as much as Travis wanted the three of them to join the party, this was Kylie’s first time in a place like this, and he wasn’t sure how she was going to handle what she would see on the other side of that wall.

“Why’s that?” Travis had to ask. She was tempting them on purpose, and if the woman said “go”, he was going to fucking go . Ten rounds.

She reached for their ties, pulling them closer to her. In those four inch heels, she didn’t have to pull them as far as she usually did. “Because I think you want to test out some of that furniture on the other side of that door.”

“Baby, I’m ready anytime you are,” Travis told her, brushing his lips over the outer shell of her ear. “Tell me when and where, and I’ll have your skirt pushed up to your waist, and my tongue buried in your sweet pussy before you can say please.”

Standing back to his full height, Travis looked down at her and tried his damnedest to pretend that his cock wasn’t straining against the front of his pants. Thankfully he had a jacket to hide the evidence because if not, he’d probably scare a shitload of people right now.

“Shall we?” Kylie asked.

Travis looked over at Gage and said, “Don’t care to keep the lady waiting. How about you?”

“Like I said before, I’m all in. Just lead the way.”

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Maybe it was the dress, or the fuck-me boots, or perhaps just the atmosphere. Or maybe because she continued to meet famous people, like Cheyenne Montgomery, and one of her favorite actors, Trent Ramsey, who she’d been introduced to that morning. Whatever it was, Kylie was excited. Ever since they arrived at the resort that morning, staying in one of the big suites in the hotel, she’d been ready for this night.