It seems as if every time I post I always begin with saying sorry. But I truly am. Over thanksgiving break I'm going to try to write a couple chapters. I've had writers block the past couple of weeks and it absolutely sucks. Which is why this chapter is kind of awful and a filler but you know how writers block is. Ugh. Anyways love you all!
Enjoy!
Love,
El
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Dylan packed our suitcases into the back of the cab. He looked up to me with a smile. After thanking the man for helping him, he walked up to me.
"Listen, babe." He put his hands on either side of my face. "We are out of the U.S. That means no way in hell are you going to worry about anything other than putting on sunscreen, what to order for food, or what clothes to wear or not to wear." I laughed and he kissed me.
"Got it."
"Get in the cab, gorgeous." Dylan told the man where to go.
I kissed Dylan's jaw. He looked down to me with a smile before placing his lips on mine.
"Thank you."
"We haven't-"
"It's going to be great, babe." I interrupted.
"No way." I said dropping my bags.
"Way." I turned around to Dylan and smiled.
"We get this place for three weeks?" Dylan set our suitcases by the stairs.
"All to ourselves." Dylan said wrapping his arms around me from behind. "What do you want to do first?"
"Well I'm starving." He chuckled and kissed my shoulder.
"What do you want?" He asked.
"Anything sounds fine." I once again looked around.
This place is so gorgeous. I've only been here for five minutes and I already love it.
"So what are we going to do for these three weeks?" I asked. He brought food out from the fridge and set it on the counter.
"There's swimming, food, sight seeing, movies, sex, snorkeling, beaches, sex, and other things."
"What is this so called sex thing?" I asked leaning against the counter.
He smirked and set down the plate he just grabbed. He turned around and grabbed my waist.
"I can show you if you'd like." He moved my hair behind my shoulder and kissed my neck.
"The food can wait."
"I thought so." He picked me up and began to walk. He moaned as I kissed his neck. "Fuck." He grumbled as we bumped into the wall. I laughed and placed my forehead on his.
"Just walk to the nearest bedroom, baby." He kissed me once then focused on finding a room.
"Where the hell is a room?"
"To your left." He turned his head.
"Of course."
"Our first time having sex out of the country was amazing." I told him as I stepped out of the shower.
I grabbed a towel from the shelf and wrapped it around myself. Dylan was standing at the sink brushing his teeth.
"Is it not amazing every time?" He asked hurt. I wrapped my arms around him and kissed his wet shoulder.
"It is. Can we eat now?" He rolled his eyes.
"Get dressed and we can go out."
"Finally."
The atmosphere was so different from the United States, obviously. The beaches were way better than California's. Not that I was hating on my state, but it was nice to go somewhere new.
Dylan and I were currently walking along the shore of the beach by the house we were in. The sand felt amazing between my toes and the sound of the waves in the background made this night even better.
"You look beautiful." Dylan said checking me out. I squeezed his hand and put my head on his arm.
"Stop it."
"I can't tell my fiancée she looks beautiful?! What kind of world is this?"
"You've told me a bajillion times throughout dinner." He stopped and picked me up, wrapping my legs around him.
"Because the white dress that you're in right now makes you look phenomenal." He kissed my nose and then my lips.
"Have you heard from-"
"Stop it. This is a vacation away from all of that, Callie." I sighed and put my forehead to his.
"You know I love it when you call me fiancée." I whispered. He grinned and slowly spun us.
"I can't wait to call you my wife."
"We need to plan for that."
"Baby, just forget about everything for the next three weeks. We can talk about it later."
"Do you know how much I love and hate you right now?"
"I hope it's more love than hate."
"Definitely more hate. My other boyfriend is way more romantic than you are."
"Damn." He looked down to my lips with a smirk. "I bet I'm better at sex." I bit my lip as his lips slowly moved their way to my chest.
"Way better. The other guy sucks." He hummed against my neck and I lightly pulled his hair.
"I can't keep my hands off of you for some reason." He whispered.
"I don't mind. At all."
"This trip is going to be very exciting." I laughed and he joined.
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QUNU: What do you guys want for Christmas??
I'm not really sure what I want yet. I think I'll just ask for money and start saving for a car or something.
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