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The next morning we had put a bag with a few of our outfits in our hotel room. We were only going to be in Chicago for four days so we didn’t want to carry everything up. We were all by the inside pool relaxing. Tre and Mike were swimming and Billie was off to the side on the phone. Charlie was in our new room playing with a few toys that the hotel had given us. Billie set his phone on a small table under his towel.

“Reservations are set.” He sat in his chair facing me. I was lying back but sat up smiling.

“Where’re we going?” He smiled.

“It’s a surprise.” I huffed a little.

“Billie how do I know how to dress if you don’t tell me?”

“Well... It’s nothing to fancy, yet not too casual. A simple dress will do.” He smiled and grabbed my hand. I laced my fingers with his. I knew just the dress to wear. I had a black dress with two inch straps. It was square cut at the front and hugged my body down to just above my knees. I had the perfect black Mary Jane’s to go with them.

“Ok,” I said leaning forward. He smiled and leaned in kissing me.

“Ewwwww! Billie stop kissing Billie!” Tre let out. We both smiled but kept kissing. I heard the splash of water and then some flew on us.

“Ahh!” I let out a playful squeal leaning back. Tre was laughing.

“Alright,” Billie said standing. He quickly bent and pulled me over his shoulder before I could resist.

“No no no no no!” I smacked his butt.

“Ow, careful there I like it rough!” He chuckled. “Cannon ball!” He yelled.

“Ahhh!” before I knew it we were both under water. As we come up Billie had turned me and was lifting me bridal style. We both came up and I wiped my eyes. He spit out water and laughed. I brushed my hair back and did the same to his. “Ugh you got me all wet.” He grinned.

“Eww Billie TMI!” Tre let out. I covered my face chuckling embarrassed. “Aww it’s ok Babs, Billie has that effect on me too.”

“Shut up Tre!” Billie moved his hand from my back, causing me to wrap my arms around his neck to stay up, and splashed Tre. I chuckled and then released him and rolled from his arms into the water. The water was up to my chest.

“Alright, so I guess you guys are joining us in volleyball?” Mike said. We looked at him and he had a beachball spinning it.

“Sure!” Billie said.

“I get Billie!” Tre yelled. We both looked to him. “Now just which one?” He tapped his chin. “I’ll take the girl Billie, oh wait, that doesn’t narrow things down.” He chuckled and I joined looking to Billie. He huffed and rolled his eyes. “It was a joke! I take Babs!” He pulled my arm and I smiled joining. He threw his arm around my neck.

“Alright just keep your hands to yourself romeo.” Billie told him as he moved to Mike. We all started playing and had fun. Mike was definitely getting use to me being here. We even switched players and he showed me some tips on hitting the ball. A few hours passed and we finally got out. Mike went to his room in a hurry to call Britney. Tre walked with me and Billie. All of our rooms were on the same floor. I hugged onto Billies back as he tried to get in the door. The air in the hotel had made me cold. “Ok, you can take a shower first so you can start getting ready, I need to go to Tre’s room real quick. He has some of my hair stuff.” He said following me to my bag.

“Sounds, good.” I smiled. He pecked me on the lips and turned and pet Charlie with his foot. She had been napping on her little bed when we came in. I grabbed my dress and undergarments. Billie stepped out. I hung my dress up in the bathroom so the steam would take out some wrinkles. I hurried in the shower and bathed. I made sure my legs were nice and smooth. I was a bit nervous. I wasn’t sure if Billie and I were officially going to have sex or not. If so I wanted it to be special. Would he even want me to stay the whole tour? Nothing was ever said about after Chicago. 30 minutes passed and I was out. My hair was wrapped in a towel and I was in my underwear and a strapless bra. I had the door opened so some steam would go out. I heard Billie.

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