Playa Street

3.Sweetheart

I managed to finish unpacking by myself. Dax being the asswipe he is decided to go for a morning run instead of helping me out. As I managed to throw myself in my mattress that by the way I had to shove in my car and then upstairs by myself I heard a knock on the door.

"Go away." I said as I tossed to my side ready to take a nap.

"Do you need help?" I slowly began recognizing the guys voices and I knew that was Alejandro.

"You should've asked me that two hours ago, idiot." I whispered.

"You really can't whisper to yourself to save your life." Alejandro said as he opened the door to my room.

"I think I had a heart attack somewhere in between." I said as I sat up.

"Sorry, B you should've told me and I could've helped." He softly said.

"It's okay I managed." I said offering him a smile.

"The room looks nice, and a bonus was that you made Dax clean up. He can be a bit of slob."

"I can tell." I chuckled as I looked at his unmade bed which has a pair of shorts and shirt on top of it.

"Honey, I'm home." Dax waltzed into the room with sweat dripping down his face. Gross.

"You're annoying." I said.

"And you love me for it." He said offering a big cheesy smile.

"I've known you for approximately 24 hours I can't love you, I'm barely starting to tolerate you." I said as I laid back in my bed and closed my eyes.

"You're a liar Triple B."

"Triple B?" Alejandro asked.

"Yeah, Big Booty Bibiana." I grunted while Alejandro snickered.

"I mean I don't disagree." Alejandro said.

Suddenly I felt my cheeks heating up.

"You guys are annoying."

"Aww that's her way of saying she loves us." Dax said while I flicked him off.

Alejandro shook his head and left the room laughing.

"Today is Sunday sweetheart, which means you have to cook us dinner don't you think I forgot."

"What is up with you calling me all these endearing names?"

"Because you sweetheart, are very cute."

I suddenly felt my cheeks heat up again, maybe I should go to the doctor why am I acting like this.

I knew for a fact that I was blushing.

No, stop it. He just wants to get in your pants a small voice in the back of my head said.

"You probably say that to all the girls you hook up with, sweetheart." I said.

"Is that jealousy I'm sensing?"

"Of course not, sweetheart. I only get jealous about things that matter and you don't seem to fit that category."

"Do you hear that?" Dax asked.

"What?"

"The sound of my heart breaking." He said while I snickered at his ridiculous comment.

"Go shower you smell terrible."

"Get use to it because after we have hot sex this is how sweaty I'm expecting to get because we're gonna have sex ALL night."

"Oh honey, I'm glad you're optimistic but let's be realistic you can't handle all of this." I said as I gestured at my body.