Borderlines

Chapter Twenty-Five

Fawn climbed out of the small plane as Travis grabbed her luggage. He walked down the runway with her silently. Their guards were in cars already, waiting for them to head to Travis's house.
"My house is out in the country and we'll be alone." He said without glancing at her. Fawn felt a knot of unease in her stomach. Just them, alone? Fawn thought of the moments she and Garth had been completely alone.
Those hadn't turned out the greatest. Fawn thought, stopping a blush from creeping up her cheeks. Travis owned a sports car and he put Fawn's luggage in the back seat. Fawn wondered why he was so quiet. Was he nervous about her being there? She doubted it. Fawn buckled into her seat, noticing how small the vehicle was. How did Travis fit in here with his height? Fawn looked at him and he seemed completely comfortable in the small car. Travis glanced at her.
"I got a call right before you arrived. I'm sure you know Willow is still missing right?" Fawn nodded, looking out the window to hide how upset she was. Travis continued.
"Sean didn't make it. He died about an hour ago." Fawn sighed and closed her eyes.
"I'm glad you're here," Travis started, "but you shouldn't have come here." Fawn blinked, a little surprised, a little hurt.
"What is that supposed to mean?" She asked, trying to hide her anger. Travis noticed.
"What I mean is I want you here and I want to spend time with you, but you're in a lot of danger." He said. Fawn rolled her eyes and gave a small laugh. Travis looked at her.
"What?"
"You know, I almost didn't come today and it's so encouraging to hear that part of you doesn't even want me here." Travis let out a sigh through his nose.
"Well, this is off to a great start." He said dryly.
"Be honest? Did you already pick Garth and you're just being nice to me?" Fawn shook her head.
"No, I'm still giving you a fair chance, he's just got a slight lead on you." Fawn said, with a hint of a playful challenge. Travis's green eyes stayed on hers for second before he smirked.
"Did you sleep with him?" Fawn's eyes widened.
"No!" She shrieked.
"Then I still have one edge I could use." Fawn was about to glare at him and she was blushing madly, but she saw the playful hint to his eyes and knew he hadn't meant anything serious by it. Hopefully. Fawn watched as he pulled into a long driveway that took about a minute to get up. At the end, stood a small brick house that was two stories tall. A little ways away there was a barn with a few horses in a pasture.
"Travis, I didn't know you owned horses."
"Surprise." Travis said smoothly and stopped his car by the house. Fawn stepped out of his car, drawing her sweater a little closer around her shoulders. There were some woods behind Travis's house and Fawn could just see a shimmer of blue. She looked over at Travis, who was surveying the land with a small smile on his face. Fawn could see he was already relaxing and that made her happy.
"Let's go in. I'm sure you're in the mood for some lunch." Travis said as he grabbed her suitcase out of the back seat. Fawn followed beside him, looking at her hand dangling freely at her side. If he had been Garth, he would be holding it by now. Fawn stopped her train of thought. Travis wasn't Garth and she needed to stop comparing them. Travis didn't a have front porch just some simple steps to a door. Fawn followed him inside after he had carefully unlocked the door. His house was warm on the inside, heated by a wood burning stove. It was very simple, but there was something nice to it. Fawn sniffed the air and smirked. Was that air freshener? Travis set her suitcase by the door.
"The upstairs is under construction so we're stuck down here for your visit." Fawn noticed he didn't illuminate on sleeping arrangements. She followed him to the kitchen that was toward the back of the house. Her eyes widened when she saw a giant window and the source of the blue glimmer she had seen earlier. Behind Travis's house sat a large pond, a willow tree hung over the water's edge that was closest to the house. Further out, there were more woods.
"Gorgeous right?" Travis said from the kitchen. Fawn nodded and walked back into the kitchen.
"Very." Travis was bent over, looking into his fridge. He pulled out a package of hotdogs.
"I'm a simple man, grilled hotdogs sound good to you?" He asked, although he was already heading out to his back porch.
"That's fine." Fawn said and followed him. The porch was a dark stained wood and Travis moved over to the grill that was placed on it. Fawn sat down in a chair. She breathed in the nice country air, even if it was just a little chilly. Travis walked over to her, spatula in hand. He put a hand on one armrest of Fawn's chair and Fawn opened her mouth in question, but a kiss caught her bottom lip and she closed her mouth quickly. Travis adjusted his lips so that he was kissing her fully on the mouth. Fawn didn't pull back, mostly out of shock. Travis laughed and leaned away.
"Sorry, I've never been one for public affections. I've been waiting to do that since you arrived." He said. Fawn bit her lip.
"Oh." Was what she managed in answer. Travis walked back to his grill.
"I figured after we ate we could go on a ride through those woods." He nodded towards the woods closest to his house.
"Sure." Fawn agreed. She didn't mind a good ride, hopefully it wouldn't end like the last one. Travis brought over the hot dogs.
"Bon appetite." He said in very bad French accent.