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Barely a minute later, Trav barged into the room and leaned against the door with a lazy smirk.
I paused while moisturising my legs. “What are you up to now?”
One thing I learned about Travis O’Brian from the first day I met him was that his next move was hard to predict. Being married to him was like being on a constant sugar rush and being forced to ride the highs and lows associated with that.
“Lookin’,” he drawled.
“Perv.”
He chuckled and pushed off. “It’s not perving when it’s mine.”
I looked up from my bent position and arched an eyebrow. “Yours, huh?”
“Yeah. Because we’re married now.”
Snickering, I flipped him off with my wedding band finger.
“Look, even Betty wants a peep show,” he laughed, pointing at the window behind me.
I glanced over my shoulder and shrieked to find Betty with her front hooves on the outside window ledge, giving me a glassy side-eye.
“How long is she staying here for?” I cried, hiding behind the curtains while hastily whipping them closed.
“A week.”
“A week! Trav!”
He lifted his palms. “Chloe was in a jam. No one else could look after her.”
“Don’t goats look after themselves? They’re farm animals. And are we even allowed to keep a farm animal in the suburbs?”
Trav shrugged. “I dunno. But Chloe does, so I figure it’s fine here too.”
“So, Chloe lives on the North Shore?”
“Well, nottechnically…but it’s practically the same thing.”
I cursed under my breath and dug through my underwear drawer for my favourite pair. “It’s really not.”
“Tomayto, tomahto,” he replied with a flippant hand gesture. “Anyway, I need to shoot out again.”
My foot paused poised above the leg hole of my panties. “Now where?”
“Christmas shopping. I hope I haven’t left it too late.” He grimaced. “Town is going to be fucking intense.”
“I’ll come and help.”
“Nope. Where I’m going is a secret, even from you.”
Although partially relieved that I didn’t have to brace for the Christmas Eve-eve shopping rush, I wasn’t exactly thrilled about being left at home with a full-grown goat.
“What the hell am I meant to do with Betty while you’re out shopping?”
Trav laughed long and hard, then shrugged. “Don’t let her in the house?”
“Travis!” I exclaimed through my laughter. “That’s the shittest adviceever.”
“Yeah, sorry babe, it’s all I got. Call it practice for when we have kids.”
