The Boss's Son

Seven - Date

My wake up call the next morning was Rye's singing from the shower next door.

"Hey Miss Taken, i know that's it's real, when i'm makin' a grade, do you feel what i feel..."

I rolled over in bed, smiling as i looked around. I let out a little chuckle as i saw the TV with the Monsters Inc DVD menu set onto the screen. I'd fallen asleep about halfway through.

Pulling the covers over me, i curled up and laid back into the pillows again.

"Hey Miss Taken, a deal is a deal, from the A to the D we can fly to Brazil..."

I smiled as i listened to him sing, and it eventually got a little louder as he came back into the bedroom. The bed dipped a little as he sat down and i felt a few drops of water fall down onto my face as he kissed my cheek, "mornin', babe."

"Morning," i chuckled, wiping my face before running a hand through his wet hair.

"I showered," he smiled.

"I noticed," i laughed, kissing his cheek before sitting up, "i'm a fan of the wet hair."

"Yeah?" he chuckled, shaking his head like a dog so the water went all over me.

"Not anymore," i glared at him, using the cover on his bed to dry my face.

He pouted at me, and i tried to keep a straight face but it deemed impossible and i couldn't help laugh, "you're a dick."

"I know but you love me," he smirked.

"Hm," i hummed as i jumped out of bed, letting him follow me into the bathroom, still in his towel.

"Babe.." he whined, wrapping his arms around me from behind and resting him chin on my shoulder.

"What?" i smirked, kissing him on the cheek before turning the taps on and splashing him.

"Hey! No fair," he laughed, wiping his face on my shirt.

I quickly washed my face, smirking over at him when i was done.

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"Don't think just because you're cute, i'll be going easy on you," Rye chuckled as we walked in to play Mini Golf.

I scoffed, "i don't need you to go easy on me; you're goin' down, Beaumont."

We went through to do 18 holes of mini golf, and i was determined to win. After the first 9 holes, i was winning by 4 points. We'd had a few close calls and hole 8 proved almost impossible for both of us, though i beat him in the end, and i smirked over at him as we sat down with a drink before the second half.

"Are you going easy on me?" i teased.

"Obviously," he lied, "i'm being a gentleman."

"Of course you are," i laughed.

Rye counted the points up after the second half, "okay all together, you got... 48, 50, uh, 53."

I nodded, quite happy about that and i watched Rye do the maths as he counted up his own score, "and you got...?"

"45, 49, plus 6 is 55..." he mumbled, frowning as he realised he'd lost. It took him a moment to speak, "i told you i'd let you win, see? Gentleman." He smirked, though i saw right right through it.

"As if you'd have let me win, you're just a sore loser!" i giggled, making him frown.

"I did let you win," he argued, though not very convincingly.

"Sure," i rolled my eyes as i pulled him to his car.

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I knew we had almost an hour until he had to see Blair so i directed him to a little park where we could have a little privacy.