Re: Savannah/Twins/Travis/Anyone
"Now, I'm being naughty?" TJ asked, shaking his head. He raised an eyebrow when she came over for a hug, but allowed it so he wouldn't risk hurting Travis somehow by trying to fend her off. "Maybe you're the masochist," he told her, rolling his eyes. Still he listened to her talk and it sounded so foreign to him. "I can honestly say I don't think I've ever considered sex special. It's fun. It feels good. Sometimes it's a power play. But, sex per se, has never been about trust. It's better with someone I do trust." He tightened his arm around Travis' waist almost imperceptively. "But, the sex isn't where trust becomes an issue." Trust became an issue in letting the walls down and talking without the masks and personas he'd created to deal with his life. For all he did the blunt honesty thing for Savannah, that was still a part in a lot of ways, giving her what she said she wanted instead of what he might really feel, the way he gave Travis everything and it was a lot more special than sex.
But he let the rest of the conversation drop. He would believe it when he saw it and not before because that any parent put their kids that much ahead in their priorities was a fable no one he knew could say they'd experienced in real life, included most of the people he'd me there.
"You know you're nuts, right? Do you even remember I'm not a baby person at all? And Travis can't exactly go running after them."