TravsAngel.
I stare at the screen for long moments, wondering what the hell was going on. This girl knew I was pregnant, how did she know I was pregnant? I stand up and walk out of the office. I can’t see anyone so I head down to reception. Janice is on the phone; her face is still bruised and battered. She looks up at me and smiles.
“How can I help you Violet?”
“Where’s Trav?”
“Not sure, he is in a meeting.”
“How is your boyfriend?” I ask, rudely.
“I called the police, thanks to Travis he is too scared to come back.”
“Right.”
“Is something wrong?”
“Yes, I need to find my boyfriend and speak with him.”
She gives me a sour look.
“He is in a meeting.”
I roll my eyes and walk back to my office. I wait for Trav to finish in his meeting. When he comes in, he walks over and leans down to kiss my belly.
“Hi Junior.”
“I thought it was bean.”
He laughs “Ok, Junior bean.”
“Trav?”
“What’s up, you look worried?”
“I got a strange email today.”
“Oh?”
I show him the email and his face becomes angry.
“What the fuck? Forward it to me, I am going to the cops.”
“Do you think I am in danger? This woman knows I am pregnant.”
“Look, I will make sure you are dropped off and picked up each day and I want you to make sure you have someone with you if I am not. This is getting serious.”
“Did you find out much about the letters?”
He shakes his head. “No, whoever did it was clean.”
“Address?”
“Three states away, no one lives in the house.”
“And have you remembered anything?”
He shakes his head. “No, nothing, I don’t know who would do that.”
I had a fair idea.
“What about Janice?”
He shoots me a look.
“Look Janice might fight for my attention, but she isn’t a bad person.”
“Not to you, but she is horrible to me Trav.”
“I don’t think it’s her.”
“Well I think everyone should be considered.”
He nods. “Yeah, fine, but I think you are wrong.”
“You give people far too much credit Trav.” I sigh, stroking his cheek.
“I don’t like to see the worst in people Mischief; I don’t think she would do that to you.”
I nod. “Ok, alright.”
“Are you coming to my show tonight?”
“I guess.”
“It’s my last one for the year; it would mean the world and more if you were there Mischief.”
“Alright Trav, I will be there.”
He grins and pulls me close “How you feeling today?”
“Not great, over being sick.”
“Our little bean is making his Mommy work hard.”
“His?”
“Or hers.”
“Totally a her” I grin.
“Aw, don’t you want a junior rockstar running around?”
“God save me.”
He laughs and kisses me long and soft.
“Love you Mischief, make sure you coming tonight, alright?”
“You got it.”
CHAPTER TWENTY ONE
When we arrive at Trav’s show, we go straight out back. I find Trav in the dressing room and I stop in my tracks. Holy sweet Mother of God, he looks so fucking hot. He is wearing leather pants tonight, the tight black material clings to his legs and ass, giving the world a horribly beautiful view of what is under Trav’s clothes.
He is shirtless, but he has thick gold chains around his neck and around his wrists. He turns when he hears me and I sigh when I see his face. God but he is perfect. His hair is spiking up in different directions, and he has fake nipple piercings…at least I hope they are fake. He steps towards me and I span my hands out over his chest, desperate to touch that beautifully bronzed skin.
“Trav…you look so hot.”
“You like?”
“Oh…I like.”
I lean in and snake my tongue out, sliding it across his nipples. He hisses and leans back against the bench.
“Mischief…I gotta go out in about five minutes.”
“That’s all we need.”
I lower down and grip the button of his leathers, oh my….Trav with a hard on, in leather pants. I lick my lips and stare at the erotic picture before me. I pull, with great difficulty, until his pants are lowered enough so his cock springs free. Commando, that’s my man. I grip his shaft and lick the rim, enjoying the sound of him groaning above me.
I take him into my mouth and swirl my tongue around his crown. He moans and leans back, tangling his fingers through my hair. I suck and lick, teasing him until he is thrusting his hips forward and moaning my name. I use my free hand to slide up and down the base, while I work the head with my mouth.
“Going to come…oh God…”
I feel him pulsing before I taste his salty release. When he spills into my mouth, he lets out a ragged growl and his hands tighten in my hair. I pull back when he has stopped pulsing and grin up at him.
“You…are…a…bad…bad…girl.” He rasps.
I stand and pull his pants back up, doing them up.
“You…are…fucking…hot.”
He laughs and grips my face.
“I am about to change your life.”
Then he is gone before I can answer him. Curious, I walk out into the crowd and watch as the show begins. Travis slides out on his knees and the women go mad, I mean, crazy mad. They scream and moan his name. I watch, my chest swelling with pride and arrogance. He is all mine, how did I get so lucky? I wiggle and move to the music.
“Vi!”
I turn to see Reagan.
“Hey, I didn’t know you were coming.”
“I didn’t know you were coming.” She laughs.
“How hot does my man look tonight?”
She fans herself. “Fuck, I nearly died when he came out looking like that.”
“You and me both, where’s Harley?”
“He is coming.”
I watch as Harley skids out onto the stage and gives Reagan a devilish grin.
“Reagan, did you make Harley late?”
She flushes.
“Oh you are so bad!”
She grins and begins dancing with me. We wiggle and move to the songs, but I am tired before we are even half way through. Pregnancy, it sucks sometimes. I am about to go sit down when Travis starts singing low and sultry into the microphone.
Give me love like her,
Coz lately I’ve been waking up alone,
Paint splattered tear drops on my shirt,
Told you I would let you go….
I turn and meet his gaze, and my heart hammers in my chest. He stops singing and crooks his finger at me.
“Come on up here beautiful girl.”
I start walking towards him, the room is silent. When I get to the stage he lifts me up and stands in front of me.
“This here my crazy fans is my girl Mischief. She is pregnant with my baby, how is that for good news?”
He holds the microphone up and everyone screams and claps.
“I bought her here for a reason tonight; see we haven’t had an easy time. Things happened and my girl left me. She came back though, as you can see, and we still haven’t found our happy ending. People, events, and other such things keep getting in our way. This girl has been with me my whole life and is the absolute love of my life and she knows it.”
I flush. “Trav, what are you doing?”
He grins at me, and then before I can say another word he is on one knee in front of me. The crowd goes dead silent.
“Mischief, I can’t say before you my life was empty because you have always been my lif
e. There is no before you, there is no after you, there is only you. I am a better man because of you, and you are my light. I told you once, all darkness needs is a little of the right kinda light, and I was right – because even in my darkest times you were there and you changed me. Marry me, because without you my life isn’t worth living. Be my light Mischief, forever?”
The crowd is silent, my heart is thudding and tears are roaring down my cheeks. I swallow and kneel down in front of Trav.
“Yes, oh yes!”
The crowd erupts in screams and Travis scoops me into his arms, standing and swinging me around. When he puts me on my feet, he brings his lips down over mine and gives me the kiss that will melt into people’s minds for years to come. The kiss people will talk about, the one where they will say “Do you remember when Travis Phoenix asked that girl to marry him then he kissed her? Oh my God, that kiss.”
“WOOOOOO!”
It is all I can hear, but what I feel, oh what I feel…pure joy. Travis slides his tongue into my mouth and I cling to him, deepening the kiss and forgetting everything else around me. When we finally pull back, Harley hands Trav a ring and he opens the box, putting it towards me.
“Oh Trav…”
I gape at the beautiful diamond set in a white gold band. He pulls it out and slides it on my finger a perfect fit, just like us. He holds my hand up and the crowd screams again.
“You just made me the happiest man in the world.” He murmurs against my ear.
And I think he just made me the happiest woman in the whole world, without a doubt.
~*~*~*~*~
“Oh my God!” My Mother cries, dancing around the lounge room.
I grin and tighten my grip on Trav’s hand.
“I can’t believe we saw that on the news!” Chief grumbles.
“I was coming to tell you, it isn’t my fault the news was quicker.”
“How romantic, oh my, I want to watch it over and over and over…” My Mother sighs.
“Alright woman, calm down.”
“Why can’t you do something romantic like that Caden?”
He snorts.
“Do you want me to get down on one knee Angel, because I will?”
“Yes, and I want flowers and roses and…”
“Always were hard to please!”
She throws her hands on her hips “Was not.”
He grins at her “Was too.”
“Alright you two!” I laugh.
“A baby, a wedding…” My Mom grins, hugging me.
“Wedding after the baby.”
“Oh darn!”
“We are getting married first.” Chief announces.
My Mother turns.
“Yeah, we sure are. I reckon we do it next month.”
She squeals like a child and leaps onto him.
“Oh Caden, you are romantic!”
“See, ain’t all bad.”
I roll my eyes.
“Hey, you are killing my buzz here!”
“Oh baby, we are so excited.”
“Yeah, good on ya Mischief.”
“Congrats to you too Trav, well done for doing it so well” My Mother winks.
Trav laughs.
“Had to give her a reason to say yes.”
I shove him. “I would have totally said yes anyway.”
“I know baby.”
“Anyway, being fat and pregnant, I think it’s time for bed.”
“Fat,” Chief snorts. “That is yet to come.”
“Hey!”
He grins and stands; he walks over and takes me into his arms.
“Real proud of you Mischief.”
“Thanks Daddy.”
“You take good care of my baby Trav.”
“You got it Chief.”
“Come back tomorrow so we can organize my wedding.” My Mother grins.
I smile at her so happy to see her happy. She looks radiant and glowing. Jasmine walks in just as we are about to leave, she beams at us and rushes over gripping my hand and lifting it.
“I just saw! Oh my God, how awesome.”
“It was!” I grin.
“I can’t believe he did that on stage oh, where can I find one?”
Travis snorts and I laugh.
“I think Marcus is free.”
Jasmine grins “Oh yeah?”
“Over my dead fucking body” Chief snaps.
“Oh poo, you are such a bore!”
He gives her a look and she gives him a grin.
“Mom and Chief are getting married next month.” I beam.
She turns to them and smiles. “Congrats.”
“I need two bridesmaids” My Mother smiles.
Jasmine looks touched, and I love my Mother even more in that moment. She doesn’t have to care for Jasmine, she could treat her like crap but she doesn’t. She loves Chief and that means she loves Jasmine.
“Big, ugly green dresses for us.” I smirk.
“Hey, give your old Mom some credit I have good taste.”
“How about you come naked and the girls wear nun outfits.” Chief suggests.
We all burst into a fit of laughter and I shake my head.
“You are a strange man Father.”
“Oh, what did I say about calling me Father?” He warns, giving me a grin.
“I can’t remember…Father.”
“Careful there girl.”
“Or what?” I say putting my hands on my hips.
“You ain’t too old to go over my knee.”
I snort a laugh.
“I am going home before I get myself put over Grandpa’s knee.”
“Hey.” He laughs.
“Later guys love you all.”
They all give me a hug, and then Trav drives me back to my apartment. When we get in he backs me up against the wall and kisses me.
“Best night of my life.”
I smile. “Mine too.”
“Hey, what’s that?”
He lets me go and walks over to the door, where an envelope is lying on the carpet just near the door. He picks it up and opens it, and his face goes slightly pale.
“What is it?” I ask, taking it from his hands.
I read over the writing and my heart comes to an abrupt halt. Shivers break out over my skin and my hand covers my mouth. It is another note from Trav’s crazy obsessed stalker.
I told you, I warned you but you didn’t listen. I won’t ask again. Watch your back Violet, because you may just find a knife in it.
CHAPTER TWENTY TWO
“Mischief, do you remember when you used to sneak over to my place because you couldn’t sleep?” Travis asks, kissing my cheeks as we lay in bed at his house; rain patters down on the roof.
“Hmmmm, yeah, you used to make me feel better. I remember the last time I crawled into your bed, I was fifteen.”
“God yeah, I remember that.”
I slide the window up, and climb through. I can hear Travis lightly snoring; I swipe away my tears and climb into his bed. He rolls and grips me; he always knows who it is. It feels a little different now though, Travis is a man and I am still just a girl.
“What’s wrong Mischief?”
“I couldn’t sleep.”
“Nightmare?”
“No…I just…well…”
“Spit it out.”
His voice is sleepy and husky, and it sends shivers down my spine.
“Well, I saw you tonight…on the front lawn.”
“Mischief…”
“You kissed that girl?”
“I kiss girls, you know that.”
“But…you said I would be your first?”
“Is that what this is about? Mischief, you know it means nothing.”
“Trav?”
“Hmmmm?”
“Will we ever be more than…this?”
“I don’t know, I don’t…”
“Do you want that?”
“You are young Mischief…”
“I know.” I sigh.
I grin and leap onto him, beaming down at him.
“I could sing to you?”
He grins. “Nah, I need more.”
“Tickle you?”
“That’s just mean.”
“Oh Trav, don’t make me do it…”
“Mischief, you shit head, don’t.”
I lean down and tickle his chest; he snorts a laugh and throws me off. He rolls over and begins tickling me. I squeal and laugh, kicking out at him.
“Stop it, ok…truce…truce!!”
He lays back down laughing and pulls me into his arms.
“You and I may never be more than what we are, but I can tell you something…you are the only person on the face of this earth that knows how to make me smile.”
I smile and roll stroking his hair back.
“Am I still the only person who knows how to make you smile?”
He grins “You and my daughter.”
“Well, fair enough.”
“And…my bean.”
I laugh. “Bean, poor bean.”
He grins. “Bean is going to be one cute kid, you know that right?”
“Of course, if he or she takes after me that is.”
He snorts and rolls over, pinning me to the bed.
“Is that so?”
“It’s so, Mr. Phoenix.”
He leans down and drags me into a deep, hot kiss. I roll over and straddle him, leaning down to take his lips again. He growls and grips my hips and jerks them over his cock, making me moan. He slides his tongue out and licks my bottom lip, and looks up at me with those fiery grey eyes. I grip his hard length and lift my hips, slowly sliding down onto him.
“Oh fuck.” He moans, his fingers digging into my sides.
I slide up and down, moaning his name quietly. Oh, he feels so amazing. I rock and slide until my body is shuddering with an explosive orgasm. Trav flips me over and positions my legs over his shoulders, then he drives into me so slow and deep; I whimper.
“Oh God…Trav.”
“You feel so fucking good.”
He slides out and slips back in; being careful and making sure he is gentle. His hips rock and his mouth opens slightly; his head is thrown back with ecstasy and I watch as he comes undone above me, murmuring my name while he shoots his release deep inside me. When he stops moving, he slumps down over me and kisses my neck.
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