Travis Gets What He Wants

Travis stood under the nearly hot water of his shower with his eyes closed mentally washing away the horrible day he’d experienced. Having to identify Joe Sweeny almost did him in. He pushed that dark guilt ridden cloud away he was able to do that shut things away he didn’t want to face. Instead he allowed his mind to focus on Jan she would be with him tonight she would hold him and love him and that’s what he needed most of all.

Jan and Tee walked from the small private plane to the terminal, Travis was the first person she saw. It was hard but she held back and let Tee go to him, be hugged and have his hair mussed. She smiled at Kyle and patiently waited her turn.

"How was the flight Tee?"

"Cool," Tee said with a little smile

"Tee, this is Kyle Corvin…Mr. Corvin…he stays with us all the time." Travis stepped back and Kyle stepped up and held out his hand. Tee hesitated and held out his.

"Nice to meet you Tee…you can call me KC…nobody else does…but you can that okay mate?"

"KC…okay," Tee nodded.

Travis took Jan’s hand and as Kyle and Tee walked back a little ways he turned to her and took her in his arms and kissed her. "You feel good in my arms Jan,"

Jan pulled away from him just a bit, "I like it in your arms," Travis kissed her again and picked up her leather tote.

Kyle stowed their bags in the back of the black Escalade and opened the door for Travis and Jan. "Guess you’re riding shotgun Tee," he said to the boy.

Jan hated to do this, "Travis there’s a boarding house in The Glen called Millie’s, I checked they have a room for me."

"You won’t be needing it Jan…no don’t even start…you’re coming home with me." He squeezed her hand.

"That’s not a good idea Travis…it isn’t…I’m sorry." She said softly.

"You know what…I’ve been looking forward to you being here all day…counting the hours and if you think I’m gonna drop you off at some damn boarding house…you don’t know me very well. I want you with me Jan and I’m not going to take no as an answer."

Jan smiled in the darkness of the Escalade, "a man used to getting what he wants."

"Damn right I am." Travis kissed her palm and her wrist.