"Travis, you really don't have to-." He placed his soft finger onto my rosy-red lips. "Say no more Zuzu~." "I'm doing this, no matter what you say." I blushed as he removed his index from my lips. "T-Thank you Travis." Travis got up from the ottoman, without saying a word. He grabbed the ice pack and rag, and began to walk back to the kitchen. Travis stopped in his steps, refusing to take another. He turned around and winked, only deepening my tomato cheeks. "Don't worry Zane." "It's my pleasure."