Chapter ten

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Earth without art is just eh.


11.

Bailey's POV 🎀

I let out a frustrated groan and throw my wooden paintbrush on the floor.

"Wha-What happened?" I hear a sleepy voice behind me, I turn and give him a sheepish smile.

He's familiar hazel eyes are slightly closed, his dark chocolate colored hair is messy as hell making him look sexier.

"Sorry baby, I can't sleep knowing we are leaving tomorrow and I haven't started this painting," I sigh walking towards him.

I crawl my way next to him and he quickly wraps his arms around me, making me snuggle against his warm chest. "Aren't you going over to travel with me to get inspired?"

"I know but it's frustrating" I say, kissing his side.

I felt him take a sharp breath, making the sides of my lips curl into a smirk knowing I still have the same effect on him.

"Go to sleep, princess. We are leaving tomorrow morning and you haven't even packed," His chest vibrated as he spoke.

"Ugh, I don't want to let Jasmine down and only finish one painting," I sigh.

"You're not gonna let that daughter of satan is a cranky prune, down"

"If she doesn't like them,
I'll just tell Cole to burn her daughters bed. Again"

I giggle, Jasmine's daughter was Cole's math teacher and since she is very young and beautiful so Cole was usually flirting with her. And they became a 'thing' until someone told him that she was married. Cole was so pissed that he broke inside her house. I don't know how the hell he unscrewed her bed then threw it outside and burned it.

I have the weirdest friends.

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I feel the bed move, making one of my eyes pop open, I look to my right and it was Nate.

He was stretching his arms with his eyes closed, as he did so his rock hard abs showed more. Damn. I lower my gaze, he's in his favorite American Eagle bacon boxers that are low enough so I can see his very fine V line.

I bite my bottom lip, "Good morning, princess. Enjoying the view?" I trail my eyes back to his face, immediately meeting with his smirk.

"Fuck yeah"

At this he lets out a loud chuckle, "Such a tease," he shakes his head "Are you ready, darling?" He asks pulling me towards him and kissing my forehead, my lips quickly curling into a smile.

"Not really," I say as I stand up.

"You're going to meet my best friends, which I haven't seen in a year!" He grabs me by the waist pulling me towards him again.

But he stood up and lifted me up and then started twirling me around, making me laugh.

"I still can make you smile," I heard him say as he placed me down. I turned to face him.

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