Chapter 181

Travis Steele sat in front of his bank of monitors, doing what he did best. After the past few months, he had to admit that besides with Christine, this was where he felt the absolute most comfortable. Grabbing a sucker, he opened it and stuck the piece of candy in his mouth, rolling it around with his tongue. Rolling his neck on his shoulders, he readjusted his glasses and took note of the time. It was getting to be late evening, and Christine should be getting home.

"Hey, babe." She appeared in the doorframe.

"I was just thinking that you should be getting home anytime now," he told her, moving back from the desk so that she could come sit in his lap.

"B and I got our hair highlighted at the shop," she explained, having a seat where he patted his thigh. She reached over, taking his glasses off and sitting them on the desk.

He took the invitation and buried his face in her hair. He loved the smell of it after she got it done. There was something about the products they used at