Travis took the opportunity to have a quick chat with him. After he was done, he decided he’d better go over and check in with Cary and see how she was doing. She stood by herself on the edge of the dance floor, listened to the music and studied the dancers. Another man was making his way over to her, so Travis threw him a look, and the guy quickly backed off. She clearly needed him to keep an eye out for her, because there were a lot of men who thought they might have a chance with her. He slipped in behind her and whispered in her ear, “Are you waiting for me?”
She twirled around and almost lost her balance. He quickly grabbed her arms and kept her steady. She looked up at him with big, startled eyes, and nothing came out of her mouth. He took advantage of her shock and started to lead her out to the dance floor. He leaned down and whispered in her ear, “I didn’t think I’d ever see you again…what a surprise.”
The band started playing a melody that he remembered from his childhood, and he started moving her around the dance floor.
Too polite to make a scene, she followed his lead as they began to dance. When she finally started to come out of her shock, she pulled him down and whispered in his ear, “Are you following me? How did we end up in the same bar?”
He liked the feeling of her voice in his ear and her breath against his neck. In fact, he liked it a lot. He twirled her around and leaned down and spoke into her ear. “My family has a ranch about a hundred miles from here, and I decided to stop in for something to eat.”
“That sounds slightly suspicious, and I’m not sure if I believe you.”
Travis hugged her and kissed her head as he led her around the floor. He was enjoying her company and decided that he liked the combination of her bossiness, innocence and sex appeal. This might just be what he needed to make the transition into civilian life. The music ended, and they remained in one another’s arms as people moved around them. He thought briefly about lowering his head for a kiss but decided not to at the last minute. She didn’t seem to be all that charmed by him at the moment, so he’d better give her some time. “Are you ready to head out? Can I walk you to the motel?”
“No, I’m not ready to leave. I’m having fun.” She looked around. “I wonder where Paul went?” She didn’t see him. “That’s weird…he’s been so attentive. I’ve been dancing with him all night and he hasn’t left my side.” Travis looked down at her innocently, and she didn’t buy it for a moment. “What did you do him?”
“Me…I didn’t do a thing. I have no idea what you’re talking about.”
Cary shook her head. “I know you did something, but I can’t tell what it is. Well, you can go. I don’t need a body-guard.” She slipped out of his hold, and made her way over to the bar and ordered another margarita. Only a boring person would leave this early. A person who didn’t know what fun was, and I’m clearly not that person. I’m someone who knows how to close down a honky-tonk.
Travis sat on the barstool next to her, ordered a beer and indicated to the bartender to put the drinks on his tab. Cary turned around and looked at him. “Don’t you have something else to do? That woman over there keeps giving you the eye. I bet she would love to dance with you.”
“Why are you nice and sweet to other people and rude to me?” He immediately realized his mistake, as he watched her eyes get squinty and mean. She gave him a hard glare as she proceeded to blast him.
“Poor you…big bad Travis got his feelings hurt. Get over yourself. Just because I’m not falling at your feet like every other woman doesn’t make me rude. Perhaps you’re rude for always telling me that I’m rude. I think you would be hard-pressed to find another person to corroborate your story. In fact, it would be impossible.”
She twirled around on her bar-stool, drank her margarita and