“It looks like Vegas threw up on a flock of vultures.”

“Vegas changed people, creating monsters and broken men. It was easy to let the lights and stolen dreams seep into your blood.”

“Vegas?" I asked. His brow furrowed, unsure of where I was headed."Yeah?""Have you thought about going back?" His eyebrows shot up."I don't think that's a good idea for me.""What if we just went for a night?" He looked around the dark room, confused."A night?""Marry me," I said without hesitation. I was surprised at how quickly and easily the words came. His mouth spread into a broad smile."When?" I shrugged."We can book a flight tomorrow. It's spring break. I dont't have anything going on tomorrow, do you?""I'm callin' your bluff," he said, watching my reaction closely as he was connected. "I need two tickets to vegas, please. Tomorrow. Hmmmm...," he looked at me, waiting for me to change my mind. "Two days, round trip. Whatever you have.”

“My eyes followed my hand as Travis brought it up to his lips. “I’ve imagined what this would look like on your hand a million times. Now that it’s there….”'“What?” I smiled, watching him stare at my hand with an emotional grin.He looked up at me. “I thought I was going to have to sweat five years before I’d feel like this.”“I wanted it as much as you did. I’ve just got a hell of a poker face,” I smiled, pressing my lips against his.”

“I don't know what I'm going to do with you, Trav! I've dumped someone for you-twice-I've picked up and went to Vegas with you-twice-I've literally gone through hell and back, married you and branded myself with your name. I'm running out of ideas to prove to you that I'm yours." A small smile graced his lips. "I love it when you say that." "That I'm yours?" I asked. I leaned up on the balls of my feet, pressing my lips against his. "I. Am. Yours. Mrs. Travis Maddox. Forever and always.”

“It’s us, Trav. Nothing makes sense unless we’re together. Have you noticed that?”“Noticed? I’ve been telling you that all year!” he teased. “It’s official. Bimbos, fights, leaving, Parker, Vegas…even fires…our relationship can withstand anything.”

“I can’t stand this, Pigeon. I feel like I’m going crazy.”I threw out my hands and let them hit my thighs. “You can’t stand what?”“If you sleep with him, I don’t wanna know about it. I’ll go to prison for a long time if I find out he...just don’t tell me.”