"Are you excited Kar?" Balz asked, putting his arm around my shoulder. I laughed.
"To see you everyday? No, not so much," I said sarcastically. He laughed and went back to help the guys pack. Soon I saw Chris look at me, noticing I was up. He threw the suitcase he was loading in and walked towards me, smiling. He hadn't seen me yet today.
"Why hello there beautiful," he said. He wrapped his arms around me and smiled. He pecked my lips a few times.
"Hi my love."
He lifted me up and spun me around. I giggled uncontrollably. He eventually sat me down and kissed me again. "I'm gonna go finish packing. You can get in the bus if you want, then we can choose our bunk."
"Our bunk? Who says I want to share one with you?" I asked, my arms wrapping around his neck. He put his hands on my hips and gave me an offended look.
"Why not?"
I pulled my nose up. "You're smelly."
His mouth fell open, even more offended. "But you sleep with me every night, and now you decide that I'm stinky?"
"Oh shush and go help the guys," I said, giggling and pushing him towards the guys. He kissed me one last time and helped the guys finish packing the bus. In the mean time, I decided I was going to go look at the bus.
It was awfully big for nine people, but then again it was nine people. The sitting area was the biggest, with a flat screen that looked like almost the same one from the RV. The bunk section was pretty big too, and then the back sitting area thing was there too, and it had a door so you could hide back there without anyone knowing.
I went back out to the big sitting area and sat on one of the couches. I was still tired as all hell, so I decided to lay down and if I fell asleep, then hell, I fell asleep.
Next thing I know I'm being picked up and carried toward the bunks.
"What are you doing to me Chris?" I asked, knowing no one else would dare to pick me up.
"Taking you to our bunk baby. So we can sleep together," he said, slowly going to his knees and putting me in the bottom bunk then crawling in with me. I snuggled up to his chest and almost fell asleep instantly. He wrapped his arms around me tight and I listened to his steady heartbeat.
Right before I passed out, I heard him say softly, "Why are you so beautiful?"
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