took both of my hands, simultaneously rubbing and breathing on them. An errant, wavy strand hung in front of my eyes, dripping wet. Travis was unhappy, two lines forming between his brows.
“What’s wrong with Iron E?” I asked.
“I like the gym. I just don’t like the owner.”
“That Brandon guy?”
“Yeah,” he said through his teeth. “His wife is pregnant … like ready-to-pop pregnant. He’s fucking the receptionist, two of the trainers, the clients …”
“So?”
“So? He’s a piece of shit, Pidge. I don’t wanna work for him. He brags about it all the time. He’ll earn a face punch the first hour.”
“Do you have any other prospects? We have rent, baby.”
Travis sighed and looked out his rain-streaked window. “No. And he made it sound like all I have to do is apply and I have the job.”
“Then what are you waiting for?” I said with a surprised laugh.
Travis turned to me, serious. “I just told you, Pidge.”
I shrugged. “You won’t be around him all the time. It’s just until you find something else, right?”
“There’s girls. Lots and lots of college girls. And bored housewives. And…”
I glared at him. “Are you saying you can’t be trusted?”
“Fuck no, it’s just something I don’t want to deal with. Brandon even said it himself … it’s a meat market. He’s not my pimp.”
I laughed out loud.
“It’s not funny,” Travis grumbled. “I’d rather trade punches than deal with the cougars that come through that gym.”
I touched his face. “I trust you. You’ve got this. It’s easy money.” I dug in my pocket and pulled out the damp white rectangle from my pocket. “I think I’ve found something, too. They’re looking for Calculus tutors.”
Travis wasn’t impressed. “If I’d fought for Benny we’d—”
“Not be together.”
Travis looked down, defeated. “I wanted more for you, Abby.”
“I don’t want to miss this, Trav. I want the tiny apartment and clipping coupons and living on Ramen until payday. I want to balance the checkbook together and talk about our weekly budget, and pick up a sweater in the store just to hang it back on the rack because holding your hand is way better than carrying a bag full of clothes. I want to feel giddy to be with you at the movie theater once every two months because it’s become something special instead of expected. I want to build our castle one block at a time … just you and me. No easy outs.”
His half smile reappeared, and he leaned against my hand. “Yeah?”
“Absolutely.”
“Speaking of being broke … it’s coin beer night at The Red. If we’re both going to start working every night, let’s get it out of our system.”
I grinned. “I’m in.” I tapped out a group text to Shepley and America, and immediately got a response. Excited, I shrugged my shoulders. “Shep and Mare will meet us there at eight thirty.”
Travis backed out of the parking spot and navigated his way to the street, turning up the radio and serenading me all the way home.
*****
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