Travis (Alluring Indulgence, #3)
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She took Travis’ left hand and slid the platinum band over his finger. Once it was firmly in place, she took the other ring from the box and proceeded to slip that one on Gage’s finger. As they both stared down at them, she smiled.
“Is that…?” Travis didn’t finish the question, but Gage obviously knew what it was.
“Yes, those stones came from my grandmother’s ruby as well.”
Kylie knew Travis was moments away from falling apart and as much as she wanted to hold him together if that did happen, she knew he’d be crushed if they saw exactly how vulnerable he was. Pulling him down on top of her, Kylie pressed her lips to his.
“I love you, Travis. I’ve loved you since the day I met you. It killed me that you walked away, but it was the right thing to do. We weren’t ready,” Kylie said as she slipped her other hand over to Gage’s face, sliding her fingers down his cheek, she pulled him closer. “We weren’t ready because we weren’t complete. We needed to wait for Gage to find us.” She smiled, trying to hold the tears at bay long enough to get the words out. “I love you, Gage.”
Both of her men leaned forward, their mouths coming together above hers and she held them. And she didn’t care how long they had to lay there. Kylie was prepared to hold them forever. If that’s what it took.
Epilogue
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January…
“How many invitations did y’all send out?” Zane asked as three of Travis’ six brothers stood beside him in the reception area of Alluring Indulgence. They’d taken to watching as more guests arrived at the front doors and made their way to the counters to be checked in.
The driveway outside was lined with expensive cars, sleek black town cars and more than a handful of limousines all shuffling to the front doors as soon as another spot opened. The valets – all six of them – were working double time trying to move vehicles while the bellhops were standing at the ready, retrieving luggage and helping the guests inside.
“We filled the place up,” Sawyer answered, making Travis smile.
That they did. All of the guest rooms in the hotel were full, as well as the bungalows. Those had actually gone first, and they had a waiting list already for future stays.
“You sent out two hundred invitations?” Kaleb peered over at Travis as he asked the question.
The guest list was quite extensive, and the first go round, they made sure to include those who would get the word out once their stay was over. Word of mouth was the best marketing tool they could have. After all, they weren’t letting a single reporter through the door for obvious reasons – well, there was one exception, but McKenna promised she’d hold her story until Travis gave her the go ahead.
“You know the saying,” Travis said. “Go big or go home.”
“Holy shit,” Zane whispered, watching as women and men of all types made their way inside.
Travis, Sawyer, Kaleb, and Zane stood to the side, out of the way while everyone around them moved at a casual pace. It was still hard to believe that the resort was open. After tying up all loose ends, they’d managed to open on time too. Their goal to open early had been eliminated with some unexpected bad weather in December, but Travis took it in stride. It was open now and that was what mattered. Ever since they unlocked the doors that morning, people had been arriving. And not only were they registering, the rest of the place was reaping the benefits of the guests.
“Well, if you’ll excuse me, I’m going to check on my wife,” Kaleb said as he turned to face them.
“How’s she doing?” Travis knew that Zoey was in her last trimester, and as each day passed, they were all counting down the days until the newest member of the Walker family came into the world. Initially, Zoey and Kaleb hadn’t wanted to know the sex of the baby, but somewhere along the way one of them clearly caved because now they had a nursery all set up in their house, and it was painted blue. Neither of them were saying which one gave in first.
“She’s doing well. We don’t plan to stay too long tonight, but she insisted on being here for the opening.”
“Well, tell her I’m glad she came,” Travis told Kaleb as he watched another couple arrive.
“Will do. Oh, and Trav? Congrats. This place is truly amazing. Sometimes it’s hard to believe one person could dream up a place like this. But it’s not hard to believe that you made it come true the way you did.”
Travis couldn’t find the words to respond to his brother. In the last few months, things had been coming together. Not just the resort, but for their family as well.
They were still waiting for Zane and V to get married, but at least there was a date set. Provided all went well, and Zoey delivered the baby on time, there would be another Walker wedding in March.
Brendon and Braydon were still seeing Jessie, which they all figured had to be some sort of record. She was permanently rooted in Coyote Ridge for the time being, although she wasn’t staying at a hotel anymore. She had recently moved into Travis’ house, ever since he’d moved into Gage’s. Kylie didn’t like the idea of her sister continuing to stay at a hotel, so Travis figured the house was empty, might as well put it to good use.
As for Ethan, well, the man was still a workaholic. From what Travis knew, E was still seeing Blake – although he was not admitting as much. They seemed to have a sort of love/hate thing going on. Not that Travis expected their relationship to be serious, but he wasn’t sure how much longer those two were going to be able to keep it up.
“I second that. Thanks for letting us be a part of it, bro,” Sawyer said, clapping Travis on the back as he grinned. “Now, if you’ll excuse me, I see a group of ladies who have white glove service in their future.”
“Thanks. You know I couldn’t have done it without you,” Travis told them all before they left. And it was the truth. AI might’ve been his brain child, but he wasn’t capable of pulling it off by himself. Nor did he want to. This was his dream, but it wouldn’t be worth it if he didn’t have his family and his friends there to share it with.
A few more slaps on the back and then Travis watched as Kaleb disappeared into the area beyond the reception doors and Sawyer strolled off in the direction of a handful of women. Actually, to be accurate, there were four and as soon as they noticed Sawyer coming their way, all of them perked up. Not that they needed much help because from where Travis stood, they looked pretty damn perky as it was.
“Is he going to…? Never mind. I don’t even want to know.” Zane laughed. “If he’s got enough stamina for that, more power to him.”
Travis didn’t answer Zane, and it wasn’t because he’d waived off the original question either. He didn’t know what Sawyer was up to these days, but he had a feeling there was one woman responsible for his recent actions. It wasn’t a secret that Sawyer was rebellious. He had been since they were kids. And if ever there were something Sawyer wanted, and he couldn’t have it, he became a man on a mission. Only this time, he seemed to have resorted to some kind of fucked up back-ass-ward attempt. Instead of chasing the woman he wanted, he was purposely trying to get under her skin.
Then again, Kennedy Endsley had made it abundantly clear that she had absolutely no intention of going out with Sawyer. She’d been dodging his every attempt for months. Hell, maybe years. But despite her reluctance, everyone in Coyote Ridge knew there was some serious chemistry between those two. In the hottest months, the fire department put out a fire warning whenever the two of them were seen anywhere in close proximity to one another.
“Hey, Zane. How’s it going?” Gage asked as he approached, coming to stand beside Travis.
“Damn, dude. You clean up nice.”
“Fuck. Off,” Gage whispered with a chuckle.
It was the truth. Gage Matthews in a tuxedo made Travis’ mouth water. As it was, Travis was having a hard time keeping his hands off the man because up until this point, they had both been working. Since Gage had taken the position of Head of Security for AI, the man had been busy. And this morning,
“Something wrong?”
Gage glanced sideways at Travis and then turned his attention back to Sawyer, who was already getting fairly intimate with the group of women.
“Not at all.”
“Well, I’m gonna leave you two alone,” Zane said with a huge grin on his face. “It’s time I go find my woman. Check with y’all later.”
Travis and Gage nodded at Zane as he strolled off in the same direction Kaleb had.
Turning his attention to Gage fully, Travis tried to read him. “You sure everything’s all right?”
Gage leaned in slightly and grinned. “Only way it would be better is if I had you on the other side of that wall. Naked.” Gage paused as he glanced down at Travis’ mouth. “And beneath me.”
Travis’ cock stirred, but then again, it had been doing that quite a bit these days. Gage had made sure of it. As well as Kylie. It was almost as though they were awaiting this grand opening as much as he had been.
“What’s stopping you?” Travis retorted, cocking an eyebrow in invitation.
“Be careful what you wish for,” Gage warned, his tone low and intensely sexy.
Travis leaned in, right against Gage’s ear. “I can take whatever you’ve got.”
“I sure hope you boys aren’t getting anything started without me,” Kylie said sweetly as she approached, coming right up in front of them both.
Travis had already gotten a good look at her in that sexy black dress that molded to every one of her luscious curves and those hot fucking black boots, but seeing her now, his body pretended it was getting its first glimpse.
“Hey, baby,” Travis greeted Kylie as he admired her.
“You know her?” Gage asked, redirecting Travis’ attention to a woman strolling their way, looking to be on a mission of her own. Kylie took a step back and moved in close to Travis’ side while Gage remained on the other.
“I do,” he grinned and waited for the woman to approach.
“Travis Walker,” she greeted as she stopped a few feet away.
“Oh. My. God.” Kylie’s stunned voice had all three of them turning to look at her. “You’re… Oh my God. You’re…”
Travis laughed and then proceeded to introduce them. “Cheyenne Montgomery, this is my wife, Kylie Walker Matthews. And this is my husband, Gage Matthews.”
He had to give her credit. If she was at all surprised by his introduction, she didn’t show it. Then again, Travis had known Cheyenne for a long time, and his personal preferences had been something she learned early on. They’d been friends and nothing more since the day he met her, and the fact that she didn’t judge him was one of the reasons they’d remained friends all these years.
“Nice to meet you, Kylie. Gage,” Cheyenne said with that thick southern drawl.
“You’re Cheyenne Montgomery. The… The country singer,” Kylie stuttered, causing them all to laugh.
“That’s what they tell me.”
“Glad you could visit,” Travis told her, putting his arm around Kylie and pulling her against his side because he was beginning to worry she might just faint.
“I’m glad you invited me. I’ve been wondering if I’d get a chance to check this place out.”
“Well, stay as long as you like. And if you need anything, just let the front desk know, and we’ll make sure you’re taken care of.”
“Thanks.” Her smile lit up her face as she took a step back. “Well, I hope to see y’all around. If you’ve got any free time this weekend, I’d love to catch up. It’d be cool to talk to the two people who were brave enough to put up with you permanently.” With a wink and a wave, Cheyenne sauntered toward the elevators on the opposite end of the reception area, and Travis glanced down to see Kylie staring after her.
“You know her?” she asked, not looking back at him.
“We’re friends,” Travis explained. “She’s got a crazy streak, that one. I think you’ll like her. I take it you’re a fan?”
Kylie glanced up at him as though she was seeing him for the first time. “She’s amazing.”
“See, that’s what I was thinking about you,” he said as he leaned down and pressed his lips to hers.
“See, I was thinking that you look fucking hot,” Gage added as he moved closer to Kylie. “I’m still not sure why we agreed to let you in here tonight.”
“Well, I do,” she said with a sexy smirk on her red lips.
Gage was right, Kylie looked entirely too fuckable tonight. And as much as Travis wanted the three of them to join the party, this was Kylie’s first time in a place like this, and he wasn’t sure how she was going to handle what she would see on the other side of that wall.
“Why’s that?” Travis had to ask. She was tempting them on purpose, and if the woman said “go”, he was going to fucking go. Ten rounds.
She reached for their ties, pulling them closer to her. In those four inch heels, she didn’t have to pull them as far as she usually did. “Because I think you want to test out some of that furniture on the other side of that door.”
“Baby, I’m ready anytime you are,” Travis told her, brushing his lips over the outer shell of her ear. “Tell me when and where, and I’ll have your skirt pushed up to your waist, and my tongue buried in your sweet pussy before you can say please.”
Standing back to his full height, Travis looked down at her and tried his damnedest to pretend that his cock wasn’t straining against the front of his pants. Thankfully he had a jacket to hide the evidence because if not, he’d probably scare a shitload of people right now.
“Shall we?” Kylie asked.
Travis looked over at Gage and said, “Don’t care to keep the lady waiting. How about you?”
“Like I said before, I’m all in. Just lead the way.”
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Maybe it was the dress, or the fuck-me boots, or perhaps just the atmosphere. Or maybe because she continued to meet famous people, like Cheyenne Montgomery, and one of her favorite actors, Trent Ramsey, who she’d been introduced to that morning. Whatever it was, Kylie was excited. Ever since they arrived at the resort that morning, staying in one of the big suites in the hotel, she’d been ready for this night.
The three of them had spent several hours of the day going through the various boutiques and restaurants, checking on things, making sure all was kosher. But somehow, Travis and Gage had managed to keep her away from the clubs and the common area. It wasn’t like she didn’t know why, but now her curiosity was getting the best of her. The dirty words Travis breathed in her ear all those months ago had been running on an endless loop in her head throughout the day.
She might not remember every word, but she remembered the important ones.
“Short blonde hair, big, beautiful breasts, long legs. She’s leaning against the wall, her skirt pushed up around her waist. Between her spread legs, there’s a dark haired man on his knees, and he’s lapping at her sweet pussy while he fingers her slowly.”
Kylie was primed and ready to go and see if that’s what was happening. Part of her wanted to think that Travis had been messing with her when he told her those things. And if she didn’t see for herself, she would never know for sure.
Travis and Gage didn’t move, although they both seemed more than happy to indulge her by taking her in. “What’s wrong?”
“You know what you’re asking for?” Travis’ tone was dead serious.
“If it is how you said, then yes.”
“There’re rules,” Gage added.
“For everyone? Or just me?”
“Both,” Travis mumbled. “No one touches you but us. And if you just want to watch, that’s all you have to do.”
For now, she just wanted to watch. Her inner voyeur had taken on a life of her own and was currently leading Kylie around by her nose. If she didn’t get in there and see what all the fuss was about, she wasn’t sure she’d be able to sleep tonight.
“Understood.”
Travis and Gage looked at one another again, and they must’ve come to some sort of agreement because they each took one of her hands and led her toward the doors to the common area. Travis opened one of the doors and took a step back, allowing Kylie and Gage to go in before him.
Ok, so she’d had an idea of what to expect because she had seen the resort prior to the opening. However, when she’d been there before, things had been slightly different. One, it had been daytime, and the room had been lit up like a football field on game night. And two, there weren’t any people there.
Travis slid his hand back in hers, and they led her toward Covet, the club that Sawyer had claimed as his own. It wasn’t until they were halfway around the half circle wall that both men stopped and took up their positions behind her.
As though seeing the room for the first time, Kylie blocked out everything she’d seen during the day and focused only on what was in front of her.
The floor was wall to wall, carpet. An exquisite dark teal blue with intricate black designs throughout. The furniture was black, most of it leather. There were a few tall tables made of chrome and glass with chairs interspersed through the space, but not enough to accommodate even the small amount of the people there at the moment. At each end of the room, the doors to the clubs were closed, but the vibration of the sound systems could be heard through the walls.
The common area was surprisingly dark. Not so much that Kylie couldn’t see anything, but dark enough to add a romantic vibe to the open space. Barely heard over the din of conversation humming through the room, there was music. It was sexy and soft, but, if she wasn’t mistaken, it was getting louder. Like the volume was set to increase as the heat in the room rose. Not that it mattered, no one seemed to care about what was playing through the speakers.
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