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club parties

my bachelorette party was sadly coming to an end. it was our last day here in brazil. to be honest, i missed home. i missed patrick and i missed joshua.

but i know when i leave brazil, i'll miss neymar.

i've been hanging out with him for practically the whole week. the girls all like to tease me and say he feels something for me but i constantly say no.

i'm with patrick.

neymar jr won't ruin that despite his charm and flirting.

i laid in the sun now at the beach on a facetime call with patrick. he on the other end was putting joshua to bed who's been very cranky without me home.

patrick looked so stressed it was adorable. his hair was all messy and he wore no shirt which was A WIN WIN.

being on the beach wasn't that nerve racking. i knew no sharks could get me from here. though, i never went into the water. still a fear that one will grab me.

"baby, he's been crying nonstop. i've had to call travis basically every night to come and watch him so i could take a drive," patrick complained to me, sitting down on our bed. my eyes would not look away from his gorgeous exposed chest, "i need you."

i smiled at that.

he needs me.

"i'll be home tomorrow night, baby," i stated, applying sunscreen to my skin.

patrick groaned, rolling his head back, "i love this kid but he stresses me out so much."

"don't worry, when i get home, i'll get everything back on track," i teased with a smirk, rolling over on my stomach. i leaned my phone against my bag which was under the shade and now i could see him better.

"thank you," suddenly, crying was heard and patrick dropped his phone. i started laughing, "sounds like someone is awake," i smirked.

"it's only been 20 minutes!" he shouted in exhaustion, "where the fuck is my phone?!" i could hear him throwing all the covers off the bed just to find his phone. when he picked up the blanket, his phone was under it and it went flying on the floor.

"did you seriously drop me?" i asked him while laughing.

"sorry," his face appeared on the screen again, making me smile, "look, i gotta go. see you tomorrow. i love you."

"i love you more," i said, grabbing my phone and blew him a kiss. he caught it with a smile before blowing a kiss back at me, "bye."

"bye."

once patrick's face vanished from my screen, i joined up with the girls who were playing soccer with a bunch of other people on the beach.

this place was honestly so fun and i'm so sad we have to leave it tomorrow but patrick and i are definitely coming back here for our honeymoon.


















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