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Alaska
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I woke up in my sweater and sportsbra. Blake was right next to me, his arms around my waist.

I slide out of his grip and to my bathroom. He brush my teeth and pull my hair from a bun. For the most part, my curl hair held well. I just fixed a few and walked over to the huge glass window in my hotel room.

The shoulder in my sweater falls down and I frown. I hate when my sweaters stretch out like this. I hear a deep groan and look back at Blake.

He looks at me and smiles. "I could get used to waking up like this." He says. I laugh slightly and walk over to the bed. I sit down next to him. He closes his eyes and smiles. He sets his hand on my thigh and run my fingers through his hair.

He rubs circles on my thigh. I smile.

He sits up and pecks my lips. "Did you sleep okay?" Blake asks. "Mhm." He smiles.

"I'm gonna go get a shower." I say.

"Okay." He says softly,"I'm gonna go tell the guys I'm still alive." He chuckles. I laugh to and kiss his nose before grabbing a towel and walking into the bathroom.

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Blake
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I walk into my hotel room. Mark, Weston and Brandon all jump up.

"Where were you?" Weston asks.

"With Alaska." I say.

"As usual." Hunter mumbles.

"Yeah. She's fantastic." I say. Hunter looks up at me. He rolls his eyes.

"Am I missing something?" Mark asks.

"No. Look I just came over to get some clothes." I say and grab some shorts and a tank with a SnapBack.

I walk back over and chuckle when I see Alaska in her bra and underwear. She squeals and covers herself with a towel.

"I've seen you in a bikini. What's the difference?" I ask.

"Point taken. But my bra is lace." She she says. "So?" I ask.

She groans and drops the towel and digs through her bag.

"I can't find my cheesin' makeup bag." She says.

"Baby you have an ass." I say. She squeals and pulls a bag out of her bag. She runs into the bathroom. I walk over and lean against the frame.

She looks at me,"Stop staring at me."

"I can't help it." I say.

"Blake." She whines.

She throws on some makeup and does her hair.

"Help me find what to wear." She complains. "I think what you have on now is perfect." I smirk at her.

A pink blush forms in her cheeks. "Blakey." she says sweetly.

"Hm?"

"Your a pain"

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