"So, basically, I'm too good for this place and everyone knows it?" There was a note of smugness to his voice as he turned a little more to accommodate Travis' presence in front of him. Putting his hands on Travis' hips, he smiled wistfully. It had gotten off to a rocky start, the partners only wanting him for his name, the loan from Doug to prove he was more than that, the overdose opening night. And, later, he hadn't been there as much as he'd like to check on things because of his mother's campaign. But, The Dome was still the best thing he'd done in so long, despite all his family's fears. He supposed it wasn't a surprise those would be the memories Travis picked up. "This place can't hold a candle to my place. Best view in town, too."
Shaking his head, he raised an eyebrow. "Do you really think you could drag me here if I didn't want to be here? My idea, remember? Stop apologizing. It's only been a week. It's getting better and then I can go keep an eye on my brother instead and make sure he's getting into the right amount of trouble." Smirking wickedly, he leaned up to kiss Travis briefly. "They may think they've invented sex, but it takes a few years to perfect."