“You, um, growled.”
“Someone put a dent in my car,” Travis fibbed.Get a grip, Blake, or you’re going to freak her out. “Pissed me off.” And now he sounded like a pretentious prick because the only dent on the car was a barely visible ding on the door.
“Right.” Caitlin shrugged.
He bleeped the locks and deposited the suitcases into the cargo area. He got in the driver’s side and flashed her a reassuring smile.
Her lips lifted—barely a smile, but it was something.
Fuck, he felt like he was on a first date. In high school.
“Have you always lived in DC?”
“No.” He backed out of the space. “Welived in Virginia Beach for a while. I was a SEAL based out of there.”
“SEAL Team Six?”
Travis quirked a brow. “Yeah. You remember that?”
“They were on the news.”
“Oh.” He was disappointed. Yes, his former SEAL unit recently made waves taking down a high-value target, but he had hoped she remembered something. He waved at the other guys on the way out.
“If you were deployed, we couldn’t have been together that much.”
“We made each day count, sunshine girl,” Travis said softly.
He felt her freeze beside him.
“What did you call me?” she whispered raggedly.
“Sunshine girl,” Travis repeated, cutting her a sharp glance. “What is it, Caitlin?” Hope sparked inside him.
“A dream.” Her voice was so soft he had to strain to hear her.
“You dreamt of me?”
“I don’t know what’s a memory and what’s purely a dream,” Caitlin admitted. “But you did call me sunshine girl.”
Travis gripped the steering wheel tightly. “What was the dream all about?”
“Not sure. It’s very short. I was in bed. I couldn’t make out your face, but you were taking pictures.”
“Videos.” He grinned. “I loved taking little videos of you. Especially after—”
“Don’t—”
“Were you naked? Just fucked?”
“Oh, God! Stop,” Caitlin said, her mortification evident. Even if he couldn’t clearly see her face in the limited light in the car, Travis was sure she was blushing.
He chuckled. “This is good. You remember the memories that matter.”
“Travis—”
“All right, sunshine, I’ll behave.” He cast her a mischievous look, and she rolled her eyes at him.
“So how often were you deployed?”
