Emilio Martinez

Home

I got off the plane and smiled as I felt the Cali sun warm me once again. Home had been great, but I couldn't deal with Ohio's clouds for more than 2 weeks.
After getting my bags I got a text from Jake - waiting for ya 😉 - it read so I headed out to the pick up area.
"Boo!" His voice alarmed me,
"Jaakeeyyy!" I grinned and gave him a big hug,
"Hey sista" he said as he took my bags, and we headed to the truck. "Look who's home guyys!" He vlogged as i sat in the passenger seat and blew a kiss, "no kissing" he glared jokingly and I laughed.

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"The others are out on a shoot" Jake explained as we pulled into the drive, "but Emilio's here because he's sick, so why don't you go say hi to him now and I'll take care of your bags - let's face it you haven't thought about anyone else all day." Jake winked and I rolled my eyes,
"Not true" I groaned and hid my face, "but sure."

I opened the front door and walked over to the sofa to find Em fast asleep,
"Hey EmBear" I whispered and he fluttered his eyes opened,
"Lou" he smiled and sat up, holding out his arms. I collapsed onto him and wrapped my arms around him, immersing myself in his hoodie,
"Careful your gonna get yourself sick" he chuckled,
"Does it look like I care?" I said biting my lip, "but I do think you need to get some rest so why don't you go back to sleep."
"Okay" he nodded and lay back down. I began to walk away but he grabbed my arm, "don't go" he mumbled,
"Seriously?" I chuckled, but he pulled me back down to the sofa, "big baby" I shook my head. I sat cross-legged and put the pillow on my lap, allowing Em's head to rest there,
"Movie please" he said and I couldn't help laughing,
"So demanding" I winked and turned on the TV, Pirates of the Caribbean was just starting so we settled on that.
I watched Emilio as Emilio watched the screen; he was literally perfect. Long eyelashes that framed sea blue eyes, and full thick brows just above them. I traced my eyes down his nose and followed his short cupid's bow that met his slightly curved lips, then gazed to his sharp jawline that lead back up to his hair. Oh the hair. Now the hair was really gorgeous. Tones of caramel and chocolate merged to form the soft waves, and I stroked a stray piece into position just for my own pleasure. Before my hand had even left a few inches from his hair Emilio took it and placed it back there, making me grin at the thought of him liking my touch,
"So needy" I joked,
"Not as needy as you, Miss 'I text Emilio every 5 minutes whenever I'm away to check up on things'" He smirked and my jaw dropped,
"Do not" I said
"Do too" He winced
"Do not!!" I retaliated
"No," Jake said as he walked past, "you really do."