"Are you saying that you're actually interested in me?" Travis asked, eyes sparking with excitement.
From how overjoyed the man was over me showing any interest in anything involving him, I immediately regretted my choice.
"I'm saying I want to know about your father." I corrected. "Max and now your grandmother have brought him up."
Among other things, but I wasn't about to reveal that I wanted to know about his past experiences with women as well. For now, I would settle for knowing why it seemed that everyone hated Travis' father.
"Would you accept it if I said I really don't want to talk about that asshole?" Travis asked, eyes darkening.
"No, I won't." I said instantly. "If you aren't willing to tell me, then I will happily go and figure it out from Max."
To prove my point, I immediately started to get up off the bed, only for Travis to quickly pin me down.
"Okay, okay." Travis huffed in defeat. "What exactly is it that you want to know?"