Hello there, here is chapter 25, but it's only the 1st part .... hehehe)) 2nd part will be updated tomorrow, I think. Sorry for the slow update, but as I said, I have been away for few days.

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The chapter is dedicated to all of you, especially to everyone that was waiting for their date. And to Lexiilrrii in particular, hope you'll like it, honey!

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Music, a romantic song from Nikki Sixx from Motley Crue

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TRAVIS POV

Alexi was driving home, well, Alexi was driving me home, after his hockey match and lunch with our friends. It was quiet and relaxing, one of his favorite rock band was playing in the background and I liked the sound, it was rich, strong, sensual and dazzling. Just like my boyfriend. I peeked at him and he probably sensed my gaze, because he turned at me and softly smiled, then smirked, reflecting the same constant desire I had for him, which was probably blazing in my eyes.

If I think about last night … fuck, I understood what he meant by getting the right energy to play hockey. Hell, considering they also won today, well, he got plenty of energy. Hell, I think last night I pretty much challenged the walls of my room, with my screams. Fuck, Alexi literally fucked my brain out, senseless, wild and passionate at the same time.

Hell, just thinking about last night made me hard and I bet my face showed it pretty much.

Alexi came to pick me up after dance and then stayed over with me. We cooked something together and it was funny, because he had little patience when it came to cooking, but loved my cuisine.

Hell, you have no idea how my heart skips anytime Alexi tells me he loved something about me or something I do. I feel like I can touch the sky and govern it, I feel like melting and then burning and then resurrecting. It tantalizing, it’s dazzling, it’s overwhelming.

I was so fucking in love with my Alexi. It was like a no-return journey. I could think only of him, I would need to see, touch, and hear him every day. In his arms, I felt the most protected and safe, as if nothing could even scratch me. I loved Alexi.

I.LOVE.ALEKSANDR.

I LOVE ALEXI.

Oh my, just thinking about it made my head spin like crazy. But I was afraid of telling him, I didn’t know the reason he had for not liking people telling him so, I never really pressed him to explain it, it felt wrong to do it. It was already amazing he told me to say whatever I had in mind. But… Hell, what he would freak out with me? I couldn’t damn permit it. Alexi is my everything.

I distracted my thoughts to something else, and they shifted to our date, our first date.

I was so excited about it, my skin was almost jumping alone itself, so much I was edgy and thrilled, I couldn’t wait for tonight.

Alexi didn’t say much about it, just that he hoped I would like it. He kept cryptic and vague on it, said it was a surprise and that he would let me know more just at the right time.

Ok, now I was really freaking out for the excitement.

“You weren’t joking when you said you get plenty of energy with me..” I mused, sending him an inviting smirk.

Alexi grinned, leaned over and bit my ear. I softly moaned, already lusting for him.

“No, I wasn’t kidding, baby. I was completely fired up, nothing could have stopped me today.” He turned his attention to the road.

“Why you’re not telling me where we’re going tonight? I need to know, I need to look fucking stunning for you.”

“Travis, you always look stunning; shit, I weren’t driving now, I would jump you and make you scream till you have no more voice.” He groaned, with a husky and hoarse voice.

Hmm, I knew he was lusting for me, too. I loved that, to know he wanted me so much, to know he cared for me and wanted to protect me. Alexi was pretty much jealous. Hell, he was very jealous. Well, I was the same, so very damn jealous of him, bite me if you got a problem with that.

We reached my place and tried to walk the stairs up to my apartment.

You heard well.

We tried, because as soon as we got out of the car, we melted in each other arms and let our tongues fight for dominance. I had little chances against him; Alexi was still fired up from the game and adrenaline was still running thought his veins. Hell, it was the same for me. Seeing him play hockey was a complete turn on for me.

I hoped with no little difficulties the door and then Alexi pulled me up, I wrapped my legs around his waist and he kicked shut the door. Our kiss session was getting hotter and harder, just like our cocks.

“Travis, what have you done to me? I can’t keep my hands off you.” He growled, pushing my back against the door. I slipped my tongue deeper in his throat and moaned at his words. Alexi was all and only mine.

“I could ask you the same.” I panted, fixing his icy blue eyes, now a complete mess of lust and something more deep that simple desire. His eyes were melting mine.

Alexi smiled, the most sweet and breath-taking smile, one of my favorite smile, and then pressed his lips on mine, first tender and gentle, next wild and possessive, literally fucking my mouth and growling like a beast. Fuck, I loved that so much, it turned me on so damn fucking much.

I unwrapped my legs from his waist and pulled him closer to me, now undoing his jacket and shoving away his jumper. He smirked and stopped me. He looked at me with predatorily eyes, licked his lips and suddenly turned me to face the door.

“Sorry Travis, I can’t simply control myself right now.” He murmured in my ear, biting it and my neck, sending shivers of pleasure all over my body. I was already on fire and felt like bursting. Alexi being aggressive and wild was my undoing. I loved it.

“Hell, Alexi, I’m all yours.” I just wanted him inside me. He growled excited and satisfied, he loved to hear that.

He undid my jeans in a blink, pressing me against the door with his muscular and hot body, feeling his shaft on my ass, hard, lusting and ready. It was demanding to enter my back entrance, to possess it and fuck it senseless. And I wanted him. I kicked my jeans and briefs away and he unzipped his, still having me pushed under his god-like body, let them fall down, stroked my hard and already leaking dick with his strong and warm hand.

I moaned and threw my head back. Alexi grabbed my chin and slightly turned it to the side. His tongue invaded immediately my mouth, rubbing and twisting mine with harsh desire. His other hand slipped on my hip, pulled it back a bit and then slammed his amazing and fucking huge member inside me, filling me completely.

“Oh fuck, Alexi…” I groaned in his mouth, already feeling tingles down my belly, already feeling pleasure running through all my body like crazy.

Alexi pulled back slightly and shoved back harder and deeper, still kissing me. He let go of my chin, but slipped his hand on my cock. He pumped and stroked me in the most bewildering way, filling me with his length, going deeper and stronger, biting my earlobe

“Travis, baby... you feel fucking amazing.”

He slammed inside me another time, hitting my sweet spot, his hand slicked on my member at the same pace and hardness and then we came together, me moaning in a complete mess of pleasure and desire, Alexi groaning my name and shoving another time inside me, harder and deeper, leading us to our second and fucking crazy devastating orgasm.

Fuck, he was a god at that.

We kept still for few seconds, riding out our climax and then relaxed.

“Travis baby, you ok?” He was concerned he had been too harsh with me, but hell, I loved it.

“Yeah, babe, you know I love it.”

“I love it, too.” He murmured on my neck. I shivered overwhelmed by millions of feelings. I loved him so fucking much.

He chuckled, turned me to face him and tenderly brushed my lips.

“C’mon, let’s have a little nap before tonight, k?”

I simply smiled, it was so strange to hear from Alexi to just rest and have a nap. He took me to my bedroom and then we just plopped on my bed, slipped in each other’s arms, until I realized how tired I was, and drifted away in my sweet dreams.

When I woke up the light outside was already fading and when I turned, my bed was empty. I stood up immediately, then cursing myself for it, because my head spun like hell. I looked around to find Alexi, but he was nowhere to be seen. I then realized my fingers were clutching something.

A piece of paper.

It was a message from Alexi.

I could recognize his neat and manly handwriting.

My heart skipped a bit for it, because nobody have ever done anything like that to me, something so sweet and romantic. If I were someone easy to cry, I’d be crying like an idiot right now.

Travis, didn’t want to wake you up, but you’ll need to wake up soon, so sorry about the alarm.

Right at that moment the alarm on my desk went on. I jumped out of my skin and then laughed, it was sort of eerie the timing.

I want to have our first date old-fashion. Please, be ready for 7 pm and wear something fancy and black. Sorry baby, just for tonight, not my favorite jeans …

Can’t wait to see you, I already miss you.

A.

My eyes widened and my mouth fell open and then hit the bed cover. I had to dress fancy and in black, which meant classy and very elegant. I had plenty of suits for different occasions, all very stylish and fucking hot. Did I need to wear one of them? Blazer and suit pants? The idea had me now completely excited and thrilled.

What had Alexi in mind?

Why he hasn’t told me anything?

Oh my God, I just felt like a gay and male version of Cinderella.

I stared at the paper speechless for other long seconds and then finally my brain decided to connect again and yell at me to move my sexy ass and get ready. I checked the time. Hell, I had to really move my ass. I sprinted in the shower, my heart still racing like crazy and my mind in a complete daze and mess.

I think I was walking on cloud nine.

I checked my reflection in the mirror. Hell, I looked absolutely perfect, and I wasn’t being arrogant or full of myself here. It was the simple truth. I was about to see and have my first date with my boyfriend, Alexi, therefore I used my entire fantastic sense of style and fashion and dressed up to look fucking stunning. I had to.

I was wearing an Armani black suit, matched blazer and pants. They were made of a slightly shiny fantastic material, tailored in a very stylish and sort of rocker way, having only one button. The lapel of the suit jacket was made of silkier and different black material, shining of different light. I decided to wear a pearl grey shirt to match the blazer material, leaving open only one button. If tie were needed, Alexi would have told me so. I wore my skull Richmond belt, to feel more rocker. Perfect black suit shoes, a silver ring shaped as a pirates’ skull and then lots of my cologne, ck one.

My hair were fucking perfect, combed at the side of my forehead, cascading in the right way. Only a soft touch of black eye pencil, which I couldn’t renounce.

I sprayed more cologne and checked again my reflection.

There, Travis, you look hot.

My stomach knotted in anticipation and nervous as well, because I had no idea what Alexi had planned for us tonight and I couldn’t wait any longer to see him. The watch said it was few minutes before seven and every second felt damn long. Why they didn’t move faster? Morons.

The bell rang and I jumped up from the couch like a spring, feeling more and more excited and nervous. My heart was thundering in my chest and felt butterflies in my belly. What the hell was wrong with me? I couldn’t be nervous. I mean, c’mon Travis, you spend almost every day with Alexi, you have mind-blowing and crazy sex with him. So why the hell you are nervous? Hell if I knew. I felt like a secondary school boy at his first date.

Well, damn, it was my first date with my perfect and fantastic boyfriend.

“Hi Alexi.” My voice was trembling with excitement and he felt it, because he chuckled softly and responded with a calm, sweet and deep voice.

“Travis, baby, you ready?”

“Yeah, ready.”

I opened the door and waited for him, because he wrote me he wanted an old-fashioned first date. He walked the stairs and when he stopped in front of the door, my breath halted and I felt like melting on the spot. I was afraid my jaw would drop and hit the floor, because Alexi was fucking and incredibly breath taking, he was so damn hot and elegant and handsome, that it was almost illegal, it was outrageous.

He had a grey suit, with a two-buttons stylish blazer and black fancy shoes. His shirt was of a deep black and crispy material and he had a tie, of a silver-pearl-like silky material, with a simple pattern. He eyed me hungrily and saw his icy blue eyes darkening, just like mine. His hair were impeccable, his perfect and strong-jaw face and his hot and muscular body were a tribute to perfection and damnation. He looked more glorious and sexy than a statue of a god. His gaze travelled up and down me and then it locked my eyes. We looked at each other for a couple of seconds without saying anything, just drinking our presence and view.

And hell, Alexi was a damn mind-blowing hot view. The suit was perfect on him.

“Travis, you look … you look absolutely gorgeous.” He said with a low and strained voice.

“Thank you, you, too.” I whispered, not able to find my voice.

He bent down and kissed me long, passionate and possessive. We weren’t making out hard, but we were kissing quite hard. Alexi broke the kiss and breathed deeply.

“I need to calm down a second.” He admitted.

I gulped, because now I felt like jumping him. He looked back at me and smiled, so sweetly and tenderly, that for a moment I forgot how fucking hot and sexy he looked. Well, only for a second. He finally moved the hand he had behind his back and magically a red rose appeared in front of my face.

“For you, Travis. I know you’re a guy, but you are the most gorgeous, handsome, sexy and stunning person I have ever met. I couldn’t help it.”

I was speechless.

Red rose were my favorite, no one ever gave me a rose. I wasn’t much of a romantic person, but it all changed with Alexi. I felt like in a dream or in some fairy tale. I took the rose and stared at him in silence, not knowing what to say. I felt a lump, a sweet and kid-like lump forming in my throat.

“Thank you.” I barely whispered.

“You like roses?” He asked, studying careful my expression and eyes. I simply nodded and then jumped on his neck, kissing him with all my love and passion. God, I loved Alexi like crazy. He chuckled. “I’m glad you liked it. Now, shall we go?”

He sounded like a perfect gentleman.

We didn’t say much in the car, just listened to the music and kept our fingers laced together, my head resting on his shoulder, drinking in his scent and his presence, which were calming me down, but turning me on at the same time. Then he pulled over and halted the car.

“Travis, we’re here.” He said.

I haven’t paid attention to the street and direction at all, too absorbed in Alexi’s presence and romanticism, too dazed from him and his scent. When my eyes gazed outside, my mouth dropped completely open.

We were across the Metropolitan Opera House and someone was standing outside to car waiting for the key to park it for us.

“We-we are at the Metropolitan Opera House??” I gasped.

No shit Sherlock. Snap out of it, Travis.

“Hmm, you like ballet, right?” Alexi joked, winking.

I was absolutely speechless, so I simply nodded.

He opened my door and took my hand, and we walked inside, few persons sparing us confused and strange looks;  some ladies and girls eyed my boyfriend, my Alexi with wanting eyes, literally stripping him. Well, back off bitches, Alexi is all mine and nobody's else. Some others looked at me and didn't understand if we were only friends or more. I knew they were interested in me, I was very hot and attractive tonight, but for me only Alexi existed. I snuggled in his shoulder and he softly chuckled, twisting my fingers more possessive. He then showed the tickets and the woman told us where our seats were located. We climbed a couple of stairs and then entered a box.

“Here we are.” He said, making me sit right in front the handle bar. “I booked the box only for us, so it’s just me and you here.”

I turned and gazed at him, in a complete daze and trance.

“Alexi, this is amazing. It’s simply perfect, don’t know what to say..” He smirked his usual one side smirk and then pecked my lips.

“I’m happy you like it.”

“How did you..?” How the hell did he manage to book the entire box just for us?

“Well, remember Nichole is my brother’s fiancée.” He winked and then handed me a program. “Hope you’ll like tonight ballet.”

I looked at the program. My eyes widened in more surprise and shock.

Hell.

Romeo and Juliet.

One of my favorite ever ballet. I have always dreamed to perform it one day, as Romeo, and stun the entire audience and guide them through the tragedy till his last act. I loved it.

“Alexi, thank you, I love Romeo and Juliet, it’s my dream to dance it.”

He didn’t say anything, he just leaned over me, took my chin between his strong and warm fingers and guided my head to his, smoldering his lips with mine. We kissed for long and sweet minutes, forgetting we were sitting in a box at the Metropolitan Opera House.

“All for you, baby.” He murmured in my ear.

The light faded and soon the music began and captured us, claiming our attention. But I couldn’t tear my eyes off Alexi. He smiled and whispered me the ballet was about to start. We sat impossibly close, his arm around my waist and my hand on his knee. Our scents mingled together and took us to our personal heaven, enjoying now the ballet.

I watched the entire ballet almost not breathing, the performance was astonishing, and the prima ballerina was fantastic, simply incredible, just like her Romeo. I felt adrenaline and excitement pump into my veins and soon I was lost in the music and dance, wrapped in Alexi’s arms.

The last part had me almost cry, so much was intense their interpretations, so much it was real and touching. I shivered. Alexi, tightened his grip and brushed my ear with his lips.

“You’re even more dazzling then them, Travis.” He muttered softly, feeling his sweet and warm breath caressing my skin. I shivered, now for pleasure.

“You really think so?” We locked eyes for few seconds.

“Yes, Travis. I can’t wait to see you there.” He meant to see me dance on that stage.

When the ballet was over, I sat there still looking the stage. It was my dream, my life, my passion. And Alexi, my wonderful and fantastic and perfect Alexi, took me for our first date to see my favorite performance.

“Did you like it?” He asked, clearly thrilled by my expression and impossible-to-suppress enthusiasm.

“I loved it.” I admitted, my voice still excited. Alexi smirked and grabbed my hands.

“Happy to hear that, baby, I liked it as well.” He stood up and pulled me up in his arms. “Now, let’s go Travis.” He murmured in my neck.

“Go where?” I asked, even more surprised and excited.

The date wasn’t over yet? More surprises?

“To dinner.” He simply answered.

“Dinner? At this time?” Hell, it was pretty late.

He smirked again and nodded.

“Special place, Travis. It’s another surprise.” He whispered in my ear, then nibbling my earlobe, having me almost moan. I tilted my neck on the side and he let his nose travel my skin, inhaling deeply my scent. I heard him growl deeply in his throat. His lips travelled up my neck and then brushed mine.

“Let’s go, baby. Later you’ll be completely mine.” His voice held a possessive and tempting note, giving me promise of what will wait for me, for us, later. My body and I shivered violently and I purred in his arms, in wild anticipation.

“And you’ll be all mine, Alexi.” He growled in excited agreement.

The restaurant wasn’t far from the Opera House and it was incredible.

It was a Russian restaurant, very elegant and classy inside, lit with soft and sophisticated lights, typical Russian music playing in the background, only gently caressing our ears, wrapping us in a dream-like atmosphere, but not invading our space and happy trance.

Hell, once again, I was damn speechless.

Alexi was simply fantastic.

“It’s amazing, Alexi.” I whispered, my eyes wandering around and capturing every single particular.

“I knew you’d like it.” He said with a sexy and confident voice. I shook my head, to chase away my crazy desire, now pulsing mad in me and telling me to jump Alexi. Fuck, I wanted him so much right now.

A waiter, dressed with particular clothes, greeted us.

“Good evening, sir.”

“Good evening, there is a table under Lebedev name.” Said Alexi with a calm and deep voice. The waiter nodded.

“Mr. Lebedev, what a pleasure, we were waiting for you. If you would like to follow me, I’ll guide to your private table.”

Err, private table? What the hell?

And a private table was.

It was a small, but very elegant and cozy room all for us. We sat on a round table, dressed with rich and embroidered tablecloths, candles lit at the centre, with a composition of flowers and then more candles in other corners of the room.

Soft music was buzzing in the air and humming a cozy and warming melody.

“Alexi, this is…you’re crazy.” I was completely stunned.

Alexi had organized such a wonderful and perfect night, that I had no enough words to express what and how I felt, how much I loved it. The restaurant and the idea of a Russian typical dinner was indeed a surprise for me.

“Yeah, I’m crazy, for you Travis.” He took my hand to guide it to his lips, kissing each finger and then tasting the index finger, sucking it and keeping his eyes on me.

Fire was burning inside me and every single muscles was tingling and straining with lust and love. I moaned feeling his tongue wrapping around my finger. I was already rock hard, I wanted Alexi like fucking crazy.

“Alexi..”

The waiter entered the room, but didn’t pay attention to us and didn’t even care we were that physical towards each other. I think he somehow knew Alexi, given they began to talk in Russian and they had a familiar and close tone. Then he left us alone, telling in English that he would bring soon our starters and aperitif.

“He seems to know you..” I tempted.

“Yeah, he knows well my father. The owner of the place is a friend of our family and huge fan of my dad.” He winked. “I hope you’ll like everything, I tried to choose something you might like. Our aperitif will be a shot of vodka.”

The waiter returned and brought us two little crystal glasses filled with vodka, caviar appetizers, a particular salad with mushrooms and beetroots.

“Na zdoroviyeh, Travis.” I knew it meant “cheers” in Russian.

“Na zdoroviyeh, Sasha.” I said, slightly tingling my glass to his.

We tangled arms together and twisted them, so that we were now drinking our shots with our lips mere inches away. We gulped it at once. Hell, it burned again.

Alexi’s eyes flashed in a particular and very tempting way and then he claimed my mouth, immediately possessing it with his tongue. I could taste the vodka on it, and that was damn hot, I felt drunk for the taste of my boyfriend. Our tongues twisted together and hard for long minutes and then we broke apart, deciding to taste the food.

Everything was delicious, dinner was delicious.

Alexi ordered a cold fish soup called “Ukha” or something like that; then a main course of salmon, pickled cucumbers and more salad, potato salad and some sour sauce, whose name I forgot. We had more fish as second dish and I was already at my limit. But it was all extremely good. Especially the salmon with that sour sauce. I hoped one day he'll cook me something, it would be fantastic.

"You really like that sauce?" He asked surprised.

"Hell yeah, very much, why?"

"Nothing, it's just that you are the only person, aside from Dima, which doesn't count 'cause he's totally Russian, to like it. And to like so much pickled cucumber. Hmm, Travis, you really are unique."

I purred and offered him a taste of my salmon, directly from my fork to his lips. He slowly ate it, his eyes fixed on me.

"Hmm, very yummy, very yummy." He said, still gazing me with his mind-screwing icy eyes.

He had some different dishes, he preferred meat, and we enjoyed exchanging bites and taste what we had in our own plates, him spoiling me in every possible way. I felt like a kid, stealing forks of food from his dish and him faking an annoyed face and grunting. Then he would grabbed my hand and guide himself the fork in my mouth. Hell, he could be so bossy sometimes, but lovely bossy.

“Was everything ok?” He asked, scanning my face and eyes.

“Yes, babe, everything was delicious. Will you cook something for me, one day?” I asked, now purring on his neck.

“Anytime you want, Travis.”

“Would you like something sweet?” He asked.

“Can I have you?” I flirted, my voice persuasive and mischievous.

“Hmm, Travis, you’re tempting me right now, you know? You can everything you want from me, but just remember, you’ll be soon in my hands.”

I softly purred and moaned at his words and at his burning gaze.

He was perfect in everything. I had the most wonderful and fantastic date ever.

“Alexi, thank you for tonight.” I brushed his cheek with my lips, tenderly.

“I told you Travis, I’m crazy about you and I wanted to have a perfect and romantic date with you, hope everything was fine.”

“Fine?” My eyebrows arched in scowling way. How could he say only fine? Hell, it was fucking perfect, fantastic, awesome, amazing, fairytale like. I took his face in my hands and dragged him close to me, our noses touching. “Alexi, everything was not perfect, it was more than perfect, more than fantastic. It was like a dream for me, I felt like in a fairy tale, do you understand what I mean? Thank you, baby.” I softly kissed him and then my kiss heated up, not with lust or desire, but with love and passion.

I was completely and deeply and crazily in love with Alexi.

He smiled and answered my kiss with same intense feelings. We melted in each other arms.

Alexi pulled over my place and took his bag from the back, because he was going to spend the night and the Sunday with me. He hopped off the car, walked around the hood of his pickup and opened the door for me, once again.

Hell, could it be even more perfect and fantastic? I don’t think so.

We walked up the stairs holding hands and in quiet and nice silence, as if lost in our world and happiness, oblivious of anything else.

He opened the door for me and led me in, the ideal and sexy gentleman he was, I let my blazer slipped down from my shoulders and he did the same with his, letting them rest on an armchair. We sat on one of the sofa, me on his laps, looking into his eyes and softly kissing.

“Travis, wait a moment.” He searched in his pants pocket, produced out a small black silky bag, and handed it to me. “I saw it yesterday, before picking you up from practice. I hope you’ll like it.”

I let the little bag fell in my hand, too bewildered and astonished to say something.

“Alexi…you..” I opened it and a small and this chain-like silver bracelet dropped from it in my palm. Alexi took it and laced it around my wrist. I admired it with shining eyes, in complete awe, just like a little kid in front of a candy shop.

“I, I love it, thank you.”

“I’m happy you like it, Travis. I know you wear bracelets and similar things and I wanted to give you something as a token from our first date.”

My stomach and heart knotted, a lump formed in my throat. Alexi was so sweet, so attentive, romantic, thoughtful, amazing, fantastic. Hell, I even didn’t know what to think or say.

I swung one of my leg on the other side of Alexi, so to stand astride him and see his face and his beautiful and hot icy blue eyes. I placed my palms on his cheeks, closed my eyes a moment and took a deep breath, inhaling his intoxicating and sexy scent. I touched his forehead with mine, now boring my ink black eyes on his.

“Thank you, Alexi.”

And then I felt those words slipping on my tongue, tingling it and wanting to get out, my whole body and soul demanded me for it, for my feelings to finally find their way. It was like suffocating me, invading and ruling me all over, every single cell of my body, every single drop of my blood.

My love for Alexi was insane, was intoxicating and overwhelming, and it felt so strong to almost crush me.

I loved Alexi with all my soul, with all myself, my heart. He was everything to me, my world, my love, my other half.

“I love you, Alexi.” I whispered on his lips, still feeling my eyes melting with his.

Author's chit-chat

What will happen between Travis and Alexi? How will Alexi react to this? Part 2 is coming in few hours...would you like to have a Alexi POV? hehehe)) will see, will see.