Chapter 9 "his pretty little thing"

"Speak up" Travis urged, his eyes staring back into hers only. He hoped she would say what he wanted to hear.

Annie knew it was better to keep quiet and not remind him that she was the girl he kissed at the restaurant.

"Come on, speak up" his masculine voice vibrated in her ears. It was a ragged command. He approached her slowly.

"You're almost naked!" She shouted, her eyes glued to the tattoo on his right arm. His tattoo was beautiful.

Travis scoffed. He knew he was no where close to nakedness, he had on his joggers and he was shirtless and that's because he just left the gym. "I will be right back. I will go get my shirt" he glanced at her once and left.

Immediately he left, Annie slammed her forehead, wondering what she has really gotten herself into.

"Why him? Oh god!" She muttered, close to tears because she knows she knew she was into real trouble. She only hope he doesn't remember her.