Juan's POV
"Fuck," I sigh, shaking my head. "I need a drink."
Miguel looks up from his phone, raising a brow at me. "What's up?"
"Adrianna texted me. To thank me for the flowers."
"Oh?" he nods, sitting up. "What'd she say?"
I roll my eyes, standing up from the couch. "Nothing. That's why I need a fucking drink." I've just gotten back to my hotel room after a show and Miguel came up to my room with me to chill for a bit. I wasn't in the partying mood tonight, but now I just might be.
"What do you mean?" he asks, following me into the bar in my suite.
I pour myself a glass of Scotch. "It was the weirdest conversation. So quick. So dry. Like we were strangers." I down the glass and pour myself another.
"Do you guys usually have long text conversations?"
"No." I shake my head. "But it was our anniversary. I didn't even get an 'I love you' back."
He takes the glass from my hand before I can bring it up to my lips. "That's not a smart idea, Juan. Do you really wanna get wasted tonight? You have an early morning tomorrow." I nod slowly as he dumps the glass down the drain.
"Do I text her again? To ask how her and Santos are?"
He winces, shaking his head. "No, dude. Do not double text her. Not right now at least. Text her tomorrow morning if you really want to." he shrugs.
"Okay." I nod. "Yeah, okay."
"You okay?" he asks with a pat to my back.
I shake my head. "No. I'm fucking not. Did you see the pictures that she teased for this new shoot she just did a couple days ago?" I ask him after a moment.
"She looked beautiful." he nods.
"I know!" I groan. "Like a literal fucking goddess. I miss her. I miss my son." fuck, I really wish he hadn't thrown my drink down the drain.
"You guys should talk. Work this all out."
I shake my head. "I wouldn't even know how to begin." I sigh, taking a seat behind the bar. "Should I talk to her after the tour? Once I'm done and can spend a few months with her?"
"I don't know, man. That's your call."
"I don't even know." I walk back over to the living room and take a seat on the couch. "Let's go out."
He raises a brow. "Are you sure?"
"Yes. Yes, let's go out. I need to clear my head." I nod.
"Alright."
***
Tired as I am after going out last night, I decide to call Adrianna on FaceTime after I've finished my interview for a popular news station here in Turkey.
"Hey..." she answers after a couple rings. "Santos is still sleeping." she's in bed, looking beautiful as always, her face bare. I realize now it's early as hell over in LA and I've probably just woken her up.
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Forever Yours
Fanfiction!!!!Sequel to Curious!!!! Adrianna and Juan Luis walk into marriage thinking it'll be a piece of cake. Little do they know that it's the complete opposite. Marriage and parenthood is hard work and heartache that Juan and Adrianna were definitely not...
