“Explain what?” Keeping her chin up, she transferred her attention to a glowering Stephen. Needing to get some distance from the comforting feel of him so she could be objective, Georgie eased herself to the ground, staving off Travis when he tried to tug her back into the cradle of his body. Georgie’s breath started to come faster, scraping along her eardrums. Just promise you’ll give me a chance to explain.” “Just let me talk to her first.” Travis faced her once again, pushing their foreheads together. “I can clear this up,” he said, throwing her brother a look. “Travis.” Stephen’s voice broke through the personalized fog surrounding them. “I have to talk to you, too, Georgie.” The worry was back around his eyes, making her stomach clench, but his mouth continued to sample hers with distracting kisses.
The decision to come clean, the lack of the burden. “I’ve never seen you more beautiful,” he rasped. His mouth found hers, gave it a teasing nuzzle.
“Will you kiss me even though I’m covered in mud of questionable origin?”
“I promised them they could help me kill Kristin.” Travis’s laugh was so genuine, she wondered if she’d imagined how tired he looked. “You were amazing out there,” he said into her neck. Georgie didn’t care that she looked like Swamp Thing she could only gravitate toward Travis, and when he opened his arms up, she ran and leaped into them like they were the gates of heaven. He was looking for her, too, and when he found her, relief etched itself on every line of his strong body. God, so absurdly good-looking in jeans and a navy-blue sweatshirt rolled up to his elbows. And there was a bone-deep knowledge inside Georgie telling her Travis wouldn’t want her to hurt. Every time she kept the words crammed down inside, it hurt. How would Travis react? Would he panic? Would it make him happy?Įither way, she couldn’t look him in the face anymore and water down her feelings. Picking through the celebrating crowd on her own, the magnitude of what she was about to do hit. They gave her a mud-covered hug and sent Georgie on her way. “But we did it.” Georgie’s laugh turned into a sob, the earlier rise of emotions catching her around the throat again. “We look like we just crawled out of a swamp,” Rosie said, laughing.īethany guzzled down half her beer. beer? Bethany, Rosie, and Georgie shrugged and clinked plastic cups. Once they’d completed all ten obstacles, they all crossed the finish line together and were immediately handed. Taking one more worried look at Travis’s face, she turned and rejoined the women, doing her best to give them her whole focus. Georgie nodded, relieved to have a better motivation than murdering Kristin. Dark circles cradled his eyes, tension riding along his shoulders. “Of course I came.” Something was wrong, though. It won’t stay inside.Ī frown marred his forehead.
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