I opened my eyes. Travis was lying beside me. We were in his bed. He smile at me.
"Hey." I kissed him.
"Good morning, B." He grinned in a way that would make any girl instantly fall for him.
I sat up and stretched.
"My friend texted me. We're goin' to a party today." Travis said. "Go get on a bikini. A cute one." I didn't really know what he meant, but went to find a cute bikini.
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We arrived at the house and went to the back. There were a lot of people. I took Travis's hand.
"I'm gonna go talk to my friend. Be back soon." Travis left me.
"Hey, hottie." A boy, about the same age as Travis, said.
"What do you want?"
"Oh, so the hottie is sassy. I'm Jack. And you are?"
"Bailey."
"Bailey the Hottie."
"Why do you keep calling me that?" I asked.
"What? Hottie? Well, you are pretty good looking." Jack grinned.
"Well, thanks. You don't look too bad." I laughed. Jack rolled his eyes and smiled.
"Well, Jack. You can say I'm hot all you want, but I'm taken." I smiled.
"Oh, really? Ya thinkin' about bein' single any time soon?" Jack asked.
"Ha! Jack, you better think again." I said. "I said I'm taken and that's how it's gonna stay for a while. I'm taken."
"Taken by who?" Travis asked from behind me.
"You of course." I turned.
"Um, we never said that." Travis said.
"But.... I thought I was your girlfriend."
"Bailey, I'm not single." Travis said.
A/N
So? What do y'all think? What do y'all think Travis means?
