"What if we take my car instead? I'll bring you right back here afterward. If that's okay with you," Travis suggested, his tone conversational but his focus fiercely divided. Half his attention remained entirely on their dark surroundings. He was hyper-vigilant, keeping his frame subtly positioned between her and the shadows, refusing to let any hidden threat compromise her safety.
Jillyanna sharply nudged his ribs with her elbow, leveling him with a warning glare. "Just make sure you actually bring me back. And remember—we are not officially a relationship."
"Yes, ma'am. Understood. No funny business," Travis replied. A playful smirk tugged at his lips, but beneath the mischief lay absolute gravity. If she set a boundary, he would honor it down to the letter, suppressing his own intense impulses solely for her comfort and peace of mind.
