He's My Kryptonite

15. Miami

• Camille

I stood in the aisle and brushed over my clothes since it was trying to wrinkle for sitting so long. I had on my white lace AX Paris halter-neck romper, my Saint Laurent classic Jane white leather wedges, with my hair in a high ponytail. I was excited to be in Miami. My first time here, and I was also excited to see Treys gorgeous face.

Nobody knew about me up and leaving to come to Miami. Well nobody but Lyric since she drove me to the airport to save me from the big bill I would get from the parking garage. I walked out to the gate to see many people standing to board the plane after us. Since I didn't know the airport I looked up at the signs and followed them towards baggage claim. When I got there, a man by the double doors was holding a sign that read 'Camille Rose' and also had my bags already, I giggled and made my way over to him.

"Are you Camille?" He asked. He was buff, and he didn't wear a suit like normal drivers. He had on a black t-shirt and black pants. With tattoos on his right arm. He looked more of a bodyguard then a driver.

"Yup." I grinned.

"Right this way." He mentioned, motioning for me to follow.

He lead me outside to an all black Range Rover with tended windows. He went to the trunk and put my bags in as I got into the back. Not even paying attention, I jumped in and almost had an heart attack. Trey was sitting there with a big grin on his face.

"Oh my god, Trey! What the hell!" I exclaimed hitting his thigh, he chuckled and pulled me into a hug.

I smiled to myself. I like being in his arms, feeling his warmth and smelling his cologne. Everything about him was sexy. Instead of moving, I laid my head on his chest and wrapped my arms around his torso as the driver got into the car.

"You want to drop her off first, boss?" He asked, I raised my eyebrows.

"Yeah, thanks Rick."

"Drop me off?" I questioned sitting up.

"Yeah, I have this interview I need to go to. So he is going to take you back to my place." He explained.

"Whatever." I sighed rolling my eyes pulling away from our embrace only for him to pull me back into his warmth.

"Come on, baby don't act like that. It's just some little things I have to take care of."

"But I came here to spend time with you, not by myself."

"I know and I promise. When I get back I'll be all yours and we can do whatever you want." He spoke into my ear, with his bottom lip brushing against it.

I smirked. "Anything I want, huh?"

"Anything." He smiled.

I nodded and looked out the window. Miami was beautiful. Almost exactly like how I imagined it. Palm trees on every street. Nice big beautiful houses, bars and shopping centers on every block. People walking the streets in too short shorts or bikinis. I don't blame them, it was a beautiful day but hot as hell. The car then turned towards the beach. I smiled, this weekend would be fun.

He pulled up to a nice, not too big condo. It had palm trees and flower bushes around the pathway to the front door. The condo all together screamed Miami.

"This is it." Rick spoke getting out to get my bags. I sighed and I frowned at Trey.

"Don't look at me like that." He chuckled nudging me. "I'll see you later, babygirl." He kissed my forehead.

Babygirl? Reminds me of....never mind. I wouldn't dare finish that thought. I nodded and got out the car to follow Rick inside. I followed him upstairs into a bedroom.