Too Little Too Soon by Tami Lund

Author:Tami Lund
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Tami Lund

Chapter Twelve

“Hey.”

“Oh. Hey.” Ava pulled one of the earbuds out of her ear and paused the music on her phone as she slowed her pace on the exercise bike in the hotel’s workout room.

“You work out,” Travis said.

She shrugged. “Mostly, it’s stress relief, although I recognize that in a few years, I’ll be grateful for this habit.”

They were two weeks into the tour. They’d traveled along the East Coast to Washington DC, then cut across to Louisville. Now they were making their way north again—Cincinnati, Columbus, Pittsburgh, Cleveland. It was a grueling schedule, but honestly, Ava was having the time of her life.

Except for whatever was going on with Travis.

Scratch that. Except for the nothing that was going on with Travis.

Speaking of scratching, he scratched his jaw, a habit she’d come to realize he did when he was nervous or uncomfortable. Probably because they were currently alone in the hotel’s tiny workout room, and for the last two weeks, they’d done a remarkable job of avoiding each other as much as humanly possible.

“I prefer to go jogging,” he said, “but it’s too damn cold here for my taste.” He jabbed his thumb over his shoulder. “Parker and Sam are probably out there, breathing ice into their lungs, but I’m not fucking crazy.”

She laughed, because for a scant moment, this felt like it did the day they met, before she knew he was a rock star and he knew she was his band’s publicist’s sister.

He laughed too, and she damn near swooned on the spot. Ava had never swooned a day in her life.

Their laughter faded into uncomfortable silence, save the sound of Travis still scratching his jaw.

“So, listen,” he blurted. “This kind of sucks.”

“The tour? Why?” She’d thought it was going beautifully. They were selling out venue after venue after venue. The fans loved them. Music downloads spiked every time they played live. Maria had to constantly reorder merch.

“Not the tour. This.” He waved his finger between himself and Ava.

Oh.

“I hate that everything is so uncomfortable.”

You and me both, buddy.

“What do you think about calling a truce?”

She cocked her head. “We aren’t exactly fighting.” They were circling each other, avoiding each other, refusing to speak to each other. It was maddening, but it wasn’t fighting.

“But we aren’t getting along either. I just want…I want to go back to the day we met.”

Ava sucked in a breath through her nose.

Lord, yes! She was ready to vault off this bike and into his arms.

“The friends part,” he clarified, and her stuttering heart suddenly deflated.

“Friends,” she echoed.

He nodded eagerly. “Even when you take the amazing sex out of the picture, I had a great time that day. Because of you. I want that back. I want us to be cool with each other again.”

But I want the amazing sex too. Still, it wasn’t an unreasonable request. In fact, it was quite the reasonable ask, and she ought to be giving him kudos for being so brave as to make the first move. She’d obviously not intended to approach him anytime soon, despite how frustrated she was.

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