One Month Later (NOVEMBER)
Heather's POV
Everything was so much better now. We were leaving California now that Seth was assassinated. But were heading to Florida for the next assignment. I packed all of my stuff up into some suit cases and hauled them down stairs and put them in the car. Hands wrapped themselves around my waist and I smiled. Brandon put his chin on my shoulder and I glanced at him and stole a quick kiss. He smiled and kissed my cheek. "Eww! That's growdy!!!" Tyler yelled, as he came through the door and put his suitcases away. "Shut up," Grumbled Brandon "your just jealous because Heather's my girlfriend." He smirked. "Not for long Brandon, not for long." Tyler said, rubbing his hands and let out a bark of evil laughter.
I shook my head at his stupidness and Brandon growled in annoyance. Derek came up behind him and smacked him in the back of his head. "Ow!!" Tyler yelped. "Bitch." He whispered, not meaning for anyone to hear but we did and Derek smacked him upside the head again. "Ow! What was that for!?" Tyler yelled. "You called me a bitch!" Derek yelled. "So!" Tyler argued. "Guys cut it out before I slapped the both of you upside the head." I sighed as I unwrapped Brandon's arms from around me. He sighed and pouted. I laughed and Jake came running out. We all piled into the car and drove. Brandon's boss said they couldn't ride their private plane this time, so we'd have to drive. They're keeping me a secrete from their boss because if they didn't then I'd be dead or as they said, assassinated. It was going to be a long drive and we all got into different cars.
Me and Brandon got into th 2012 Jaguar XK Series, Tyler and Jake got into Audi R8, and Derek got into Mazda Rx-8. All of the cars are beautiful and sports cars. We were soon speeding down the road, heading towards our destination. Brandon reached over and took my hand in his. "Can I drive?" I asked. "No." He said blankly. "Please!!" I whinned. "This is my baby though!" He pouted. "Yeah, and so was my Lamorgini but you stole it." I pouted back. "Fine. When we stop at the gas station." He huffed. "Thanks baby." I said as I leaned over and kissed him on the cheek. His frown turned into a smile. "You owe me." He smirked. "What?!" I yelled. He laughed. We rolled into the gas station and Brandon gave me the keys. "Go pay for the gas, and I'll pump it. And don't forget to buy snacks." He said as he pulled me into a kiss.
We separated and I went into the store. I walked to the back and grabbed a small basket to put the stuff in. I grabbed some chocolate chip cookies and threw them in the basket along with chips, sodas, and I also threw in a few ring pops because I love the things. Once I got my things I walked up to the counter and placed my things on it and looked at the cashier. He was pretty hot, he had light brown hair, a nice tan, an okay build, and green eyes. He smiled at me and leaned onto the counter. "Hello beautiful, will this be all?" He flirted as he started ringing up my items. "No, I'll get twenty in gas." I smiled. "What pump?" He asked as he smiled flirtatiously.
"Umm, I think it's pump 5 but I'm not for sure. It's where the Jaguar XK is setting." I said. He looked out of the window and his eyes widened. "Wow, that's a kick ass car!" He exclaimed. "Yeah, I know, I love it." I said. "And it's pump 4, but you were close." He said. "That'll be $37.50 and a blow job." He joked, or at least I'd like to think so. I handed him two twenties. He gave me my change, just as Brandon walked through the door. "I changed my mind, I want to drive." He stated crossing his arms and looked back at the cashier and then back to me.
"No. I'm driving! You stole my Lamborghini so it'll be like a trade." I said as I wrapped my arms around his waist. He looked down at me, and I stared at his vibrant blue eyes. "It'll be in Florida when we get there." Brandon sighed. "Yeah so we best get driving, baby." I smirked as I kissed him. I put the change in his hands and grabbed the bags from the counter and smiled at the hot cashier and left out of the door. Brandon quickly followed. Once the gas was pumped and the snacks were in the back seat, I hopped into the drivers side and Brandon grumpily got into the passengers side. "Don't forget I owe you." I laughed. His face brightened as he put a hand on my thigh. I pulled out of the gas station and headed down the rode.
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