last day in san diego!

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i feel something touch my face. slowly, i open my eyes to see grant lying next to me on top of the covers.

"morning cutie." he smiles.

"good morning." i yawn and stretch.

he chuckles, "its our last day in san diego, what do you want to do?"

"can we go to the beach again pleaseee?" i ask.

"its fine by me, but i think the rest of the cast might want to do something else." he replies, "but i'll call them now and ask." he quickly finishes after he looks at my sad eyes.

"thanks grant." i roll over and cover my face with the pillow.

"hey candice." he says.

"yeah...riley wants to go to the beach today...all of you?...okay...sounds good...an hour....yeah got it...okay bye."

"looks like we're all going to the beach!" he rolls me over.

i look up at him and smile, "well then we better get ready."

he pulls me up and i walk into the bathroom. after brushing my teeth i walk out and grant goes in.

i grab a polka dot bikini and black water proof shorts since this was my first time at the beach with celebrities, who probably all had nicer bodies than me. tossing them on the bed, i walk into the bathroom as grant finishes brushing his teeth.

"you'll probably shower faster than me so do you want to go first?"

"sure." he replies.

i go into the kitchen. there was a room service menu on the fridge. i take the hotel phone and call.

"hi, can i get 2 orders of waffles and a side of scrambled eggs? no problem, 45 minutes is fine. yes, thank you."

10 minutes later, grant walks out of the bathroom with a towel wrapped around his waist.

i drop my phone and stare at him.

"like what you see?" he smiles.

"you could say that." i awkwardly laugh. his toned chest was glistening with water droplets.

he clears his throat, "anyways, black swim trunks or blue?"

"definitely black, they're sexier." i smirk.

"ight. you can go shower now."

"okay."

i go to my room and grab my clothes, heading into the bathroom. grant left his clothes in here.. i'll give it to him later.

i strip and hop in the shower, pulling the curtain. as i start shampooing my hair, i hear grant knocking.

"yes?"

"can i come in, i left my underwear in there." he replies.

i giggle, "oh grant, come in."

the door opens.

"can i just change in here? its warmer." grant says.

he was going to be naked and i was naked.. just a curtain between us...

"uh yeah thats fine."

"okay, no peeking."

"you too pretty boy."

he laughs.

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