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Travis off. The whole thing is just weird. Something is up.”
    “You two need to stop watching those crime shows on Netflix. You’re getting paranoid as fuck,” Travis said, looking at me.
    I frowned. “Mare’s right. Something is up. We need to find out what it is.”
    Travis looked to Shepley, who shrugged. “One of them had a Parkland College keyring. They’re just a couple of cocky lint lickers from Champagne who had never met a Maddox.”
    I arched my eyebrow at Shepley. I thought I was the observant one.
    Travis took off his jacket and draped it over my shoulders. I hadn’t noticed until that moment that I was shivering. “You know what we need to do?” he asked, kissing my cheek. “We need to move on. I’m not going to spend my life looking over my shoulder, Abby. I don’t want you to, either. I’m going to call on that job next week, and you’re going to start tutoring. They’ll finish the investigation and it will all be over.”
    I nodded, waving to America when Travis opened the passenger door. I slid in, annoyed that I was still shivering. I wasn’t that cold—I was nervous. Joel and Ricky had come to pick a fight with Travis. I needed to know why.
    Travis stood outside my door and lit a cigarette, holding his other hand flat against my window. I pressed my palm against his, and he winked at me, blowing out a puff of smoke. He took a few puffs and then pinched off the cherry, mashing the lit ash into the gravel with his boot. He stuffed the butt into his pocket, and just as he walked around the back of the car, Joel and Ricky came into view. They were standing in the far shadows of the parking lot, staring at the Camry. Ricky and I locked eyes, and he mentioned it to Joel, but didn’t look away. I lowered my chin and lifted my hand, prominently displaying my middle finger.
    Travis opened the door and I put my fuck you away, smiling at him as he turned the ignition and then placed his hand on my knee while he drove to the road. The men stepped back into the darkness, out of Travis’s eyesight, but I knew they were there.
    “Everything okay, baby?” Travis said. “I’m sorry. I know you were looking forward to tonight.”
    “I’m not upset,” I said, letting the suspicion and concern fall from my face as I turned to face my husband. “I’m fine. Really.”
    “You still think those guys are rogue FBI or something?” he teased.
    Travis’s birthday was in a few days, and I knew he was already teetering on turning himself in. There were plenty of reasons to lie. I looked out the window to the side mirror, noting that a pair of headlights were hanging back almost a mile behind us. “No. I don’t think they’re anyone. False alarm.”
    Travis patted my knee and drove toward the apartment, smiling like everything hadn’t changed—and I smiled with him.
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Cake
     
    :: Abby ::
    I glanced over the contents inside the glass casing. As my mouth watered, I wondered which cake Travis would like best. After two hours, I had narrowed my choices to just three: yellow cake with chocolate frosting, Neapolitan cake, also with chocolate frosting, or wedding cake. Travis had made a fuss over the cake at our wedding in Vegas, so I knew he liked white on white, too.
    “Jesus Christ, Abby, pick one already,” America said, bored. She pulled a string of pink gum from her mouth and wrapped it around her finger. “I hate to think how long it will take you to choose a wedding cake if it’s taking you this long to pick one for a casual birthday party for Travis.”
    I didn’t take my eyes off the contents of the case, which included tiered cakes, cupcakes, round cakes, and rectangles, all decorated as differently as any personality one could imagine. “A wedding cake is for guests. This is for Travis. It has to be