Spare Heart

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      I woke up as naked as the day I was born and Dean was the same. We didn't have sex, Dean still kept his dumb rule in place but unfortunately for him he couldn't resist my temptation too much and we ended up doing a lot of other things. 

      I was about to relax back into his arms when I realized Justin could burst through this door at any moment so I had to wake Dean up. Going for the much nicer option this time around, I stroked his hair, placing light kisses around his face. "Wake up," I whispered as my lips ghosted over his. 

      Opening his eyes he gave me a dirty smirk, kissing me on the lips. I pulled back reluctantly and said, "As much as I'd like to do that all day we need to get dressed. Justin might come in." 

      He got up with a groan and I followed him. Just as I was redirecting to my suitcase, he grabbed my hand, twirling me back in as he placed another kiss on my lips. His hands came down to my ass and I chuckled on his lips. "Put some pants on."

       "Fine," he groaned. I got changed into a pair of pyjamas that had gone unused the night before. It seemed to be perfect time as Justin strolled through the door like it was an everyday thing. 

      "Hey bitches. The one and only Justin Davis is here. I know I just made your day better, no need to tell me. I'm super humble," he announced his presence, flopping on the bed. 

      "Hey," we chorused, moving to sit on the bed. 

      "So what do you want to do today? This is our last full day so I wanna do loads of shit. I feel like we've just been swimming the whole time."

      "That's because we have. We could go jet skiing," I offered. 

      "Or we could go on one of them quad tours. Where you go up the mountain."

      "Lets do both. Right get dressed homo sapiens. I shall see you in the kitchen," he saluted before marching out. Sometimes I can't believe I'm related to that clown. 

      "I'm gonna go to the gym before we do all that other stuff. I've been eating like shit. Wanna come?"

      "I am just fine not touching that gym. Stay safe though."

      "So you don't want to see me work out?" He raised an eyebrow making me reconsider. 

      I envisioned a sweaty, grunting, muscle rippling Dean and suddenly the thought of going to the gym didn't make me sick to my stomach. "Sure," I chirped happily and he gave me a knowing look. 

      One we got ready we made our way down to the gym and I placed myself on one of the benches as Dean began to lift weights. I don't know much about working out but I feel like he was just doing some stuff to show off. He complained about eating like shit but hadn't touched the treadmill. Although I wasn't going to whinge about it. I was perfectly content watching him work on his muscles. 

      About an hour later Dean was finished. I left him with a quick kiss and he headed to the shower; I went to the kitchen. "Where have you been? And where's Dean?"

      "I think he went to the gym. I just stayed in bed, I couldn't be asked moving," I lied to Justin. He'd ask too many questions if I said I also went to the gym because it's a known fact that the gym and Jade do not mix. 

      "He needs to hurry the fuck up. I wanna go jet skiing."

      "Don't kill the messenger," I shrugged, picking up an apple. I bit into the crisp fruit as I scrolled through my phone, looking at all the pictures I had taken so far. Most were of the amazing view I had and also Bora-Bora.