Why Did The Alien Cross The Galaxy? To Find a Fake Boyfriend and Befriend a Vacuum Cleaner. by A. M. Rose

Author:A. M. Rose [Rose, A. M.]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: anonymous
Published: 2023-12-19T18:30:00+00:00

Chapter 10

Travis

Travis was DONE.

The entire bar had acted like they had no idea what had happened as soon as Travis walked back in. Like they had collective amnesia as they all held hands and sang carols.

Travis wanted to scream out loud. Tear his hair out.

Ben had had no idea what Henry said he’d wanted to talk to Travis about when he’d found him, and that was the last straw.

It was all the excuse he needed to bail.

He bid his goodbyes, barely managing to stay civil when his blood was boiling. Stargazing was suddenly the most desirable activity imaginable.

Travis was relieved to see Vix and Henry conversing normally in the lobby as he rejoined them.

“Ben couldn’t remember what he wanted me for. Are you sure he asked for me?” Travis asked.

Henry raised his brows. “He sure did. Maybe the eggnog got to him.”

“Apparently it got to everyone. They’re all singing in there like nothing happened!”

“Curious,” Henry said. “I’ll go check it out. Have a good rest of your night.”

Vix waved enthusiastically. “Bye, Henry!”

And then it was just the two of them. Finally.

Travis checked Vix over, feeling a little shell-shocked. “Are you okay? That was…”

“A storm of shit?”

Travis chuckled and ran a hand over the back of his neck. “Yeah, kinda.”

“I am well, thank you for protecting me as you said you would.”

Travis couldn’t hold his sincere gaze, feeling like an ass that most of his actions had been jealousy-fueled rampages. He’d always thought he’d got away clean from Lex, but he knew now that he’d left his scars on him after all.

And that kiss…

It was like this rope of tension between them now. Travis wanted to cut it, but he was too afraid of what would happen if he did.

“Do you still want to go stargazing?” Travis asked instead, distracting himself by looking at his watch.

Vix lit up like the huge Christmas tree behind them. “Yes, please! It starts at eleven o’clock, up on the west hill.”

“We’ve got about half an hour to get there. Let’s get moving.”

They stopped by their room first and wrapped up in more layers than usual. The temperature dropped to about minus three at night, and despite Vix’s enthusiasm for exploration and nature, Travis had noticed the shivering and the weird but adorable purplish tinge he got on the tip of his nose and fingers. He’d even caught Vix wrapping the ends of his braids around his neck like an extra scarf layer earlier that day.

“Is this acceptable?” Vix asked, exiting the bathroom.

Travis looked up from where he was concentrating on doubling up his socks. He was perched on the end of the bed, so he had an unobstructed view of the puffy bowling ball that had just walked out.

Travis laughed out loud, tugging his sock up the last bit and approaching him. He was just a tiny white head and big, big eyes. He couldn’t even put his arms down to his sides. “What are you doing?”

“You said three layers!”

“Not three of every layer,” Travis teased, still unable to get control of his laughter.

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