“Travis tapped my apple with his fork. “You gonna eat that, Pidge?”“No, you can have it, Baby.”Heat consumed my ears when America’s head jerked to look at me.“It just came out,” I said, shaking my head. I peeked up at Travis, whose expression was a mixture of amusement and adoration.”
“America glanced at Travis before shoving the Honda into gear. “Look at him,” she said, shaking her head. “Travis Maddox: Mr. Mom.”
“Travis’ expression was a mixture of surprise and gratitude. “Now I’ve seen it all. I was just defended by a girl,” he said, standing up.”
“Look at him,” she said, shaking her head. “Travis Maddox: Mr. Mom.”
“Travis let his knees give way, sending her tumbling to the floor.“Ouch!” she squealed, looking up at Travis.“America’s a friend of mine. You need to find another lap, Lex.”
“Because I'll be more worried about who's looking at your tits in that shirt instead of Hoffman. - Travis”