R U S S O 43
"Hey Dad," Anastasia greeted once the FaceTime call connected.
Larry waves, "Hey babygirl," and seeing Mateo walking behind her in the bathroom, he greets, "Hola Mateo. Espero que todo esté bien contigo." I hope everything is well with you.
Mateo comes over with a wide smile and says, "Ayyy, someone's been practicing."
Larry grins, "Got to. The language is beautiful. How's everything? Treating my baby girl right?"
Mateo gives the okay gesture with his hand: "Super respectful, super kind, and very appreciative of the woman you and Mrs. Bailey have created."
Anastasia cheeses big with lifted shoulders, "He is."
She was taken care of.
Larry warns, "Keep it up."
"Will do, Mr. Bailey," Mateo said, lifting off the bathroom sink to tend to his ringing phone.
Larry smiles and goes on to ask her, "How was the flight?"
She was ordered to call him once she got settled in the airbnb, and while propping her phone up on the sink to do her hair, she called her father.
"Decent. I got some breakfast that was divine. First class really does hit the spot," she states.
Larry says, "First class or nothing."
"That's a lot of money wasted that could've gone to me, though," she smirks.
Larry squints his eyes, "You made me buy you Apple headphones, and you have AirPods. My money goes to you. Shush."
She swoops her edges, thanking the heavens above that she got knotless braids for this trip to deal with less work.
"Where's mom?"
"Getting stuff for dinner. She wants to try this baked feta pasta recipe she saw online," Larry rubs his stomach.
"Dang it! She couldn't wait until I got back." She rolls her eyes.
Larry asks, "Y'all have anything planned for today?"
"We're supposed to check out the pool out back," she tells him. "We're actually about to leave in a few minutes, so I will call you back when I'm back in my room."
Larry doubted it because she'd be distracted, but he waves to the camera, "Alright, sweetheart. I love you. Please be safe out there."
He knew how crazy young adults got during spring break.
"I will," she says, blowing a kiss before hanging up.
Panama City ain't ever look so pretty.
Anastasia had this digital camera, taking photos left and right to conceal her memories for this trip all on one device.
She couldn't wait until she got a tan, admiring the deeper brown and evenness of her skin every time.
"Mateo, let me wax your armpit," Anastasia says, coming over with the hot wax stick. She no longer had her robe on, walking out with a bikini on.
"If you touch me," Mateo eyes her closely, sending her a warning look.
She fans her hand and says, "It doesn't even hurt. It gives smooth, hairless skin."
"No thanks. I like hair," he said, picking up the remote to find something to watch as she and everyone else finished getting ready for the pool.
"You don't let me do anything fun. I can't stand your ass."

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R U S S O 18+
RomanceAnastasia Bailey and Mateo Russo share a passion, and while he spends his nights running and catching tosses down a football field, Anastasia is on the sidelines cheering for Cambridge University sports team. The two may have caught each other's att...