Stronger By Your Side (Great Love Book 2)

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nuts . ” Women, as in plural?
    We got to Emerson’s jeep in the parking lot and he plopped me down. “Travis, what the hell is wrong with you? I could have walked.”
    He shook his head and turned to Calvin. “Seriously, Bro, get me out of here, I’m going to lose it.” Cal nodded his head from the other side.
    I slid in next to Sarah. She smiled at me. “Hey, Sex Kitten. Good for you. I came back in to help Travis look for you and saw you.” She winked.
    Travis gritted out, “I thought I told you to stay.” He glared at Sarah.
    She laughed. “So I follow your orders now? As if, Macho Man.” Travis grunted and looked away.
    I blushed as Emerson looked back at me. I was about to say that I knew the guy before Emerson spoke. “Hey, I hope we didn’t interrupt, but Jenny called and Mariam won’t stop crying.”
    I sat up. “What? Oh my gosh, I am so sorry!” Then my head whipped to Travis, who was now sitting next to me and buckling my seatbelt like I was a child. “Why the hell did you not lead with that?”
    He shook his head. “Sorry, I was a little distracted by you acting like a child.”
    I slapped his hand off of my seat belt and finished buckling it myself. “Then stop treating me like one, you idiot.”
    Sarah laughed next to me. “It’s alright, Meg. He carried me out of the bar too. It seems Travis feels the need to treat all the women around him like children.”
    Travis shifted in his seat. “You didn’t see me carrying out Emerson. Oh yeah, that’s right, because she walked out on her own, like an adult.” Emerson and Cal giggled quietly as they shared a look.
    I shook my head and we began our drive home. The girls talked again, and although Cal chimed in here and there, Travis sat silent with his arms crossed. When we finally got to my apartment, Travis hopped out silently.
    “Thanks for tonight, hope Mari is okay,” I said as I leaned in the doorway.
    Emerson smiled. “I’m sure she is fine. Night, love you, girl.”
    I smiled. “Love you too, Em.” And I did. I truly loved her. She was becoming like a sister I never had, one earned through hard times. It was so nice to have true friends, ones I could depend on.
    Speaking of friends I could count on, I was a little thrown off when Travis didn’t get back into the jeep but closed the door instead. I glared at him as Emerson rolled down her window.
    “You guys get back to Mari, I’m going to find my way home,” Travis said to them. I heard Sarah snort in the back seat, and Travis shot her a glare through the window.
    Emerson looked hesitantly at Cal, who nodded. “Umm, okay.”
    I shook my head at him and then smiled at them again. “Thanks, guys, I had a great time.”
    Sarah shouted from the back, “Yeah, you did! You go, girl!”
    I laughed as I began walking up the stairs, and when the car pulled away, Travis began following. “Where do you think you’re going?” I asked as I glared at him.
    He snorted “You know where I’m going.”
    I shook my head and unlocked my door. “Fine. Come in, but you’re sleeping on the floor.”
    He looked at me, deadpan. “No, I’m not.”
    I closed the door behind me and glared at him. “I don’t get you, Travis. You made it clear that you did not have feelings for me, but you want to snuggle in my bed? Because I know that’s all we will do. The last time we did more, you practically ran out of the room. We don’t even have feelings for each other, Travis! It has almost been three years since Charles died.” My throat clenched at the words. “I need to start moving on, and if not with you, then why do you care?”
    I wanted to mention that the guy I had been kissing was my childhood best friend who I had always loved. Or the fact that I knew Sarah had feelings for him. I bit my tongue, deciding now was not the time for either confession. I sighed, my mind sticking to the thought of Sawyer. What was he doing here? Had he tracked me down? After all these years? After I told him

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