Hired (Richard Camacho Fanfic)

Part 28|| baecation tour

J U L I E T T E

"Y to' esto?" Richer chuckles as he steps into my room. It was currently a mess because I was packing, and didn't know what I should and shouldn't take. I rolled my eyes as he began laughing and recording me, captioning the IG story with 'when little Miss America travels for the first time ever😂😂'.

"I fucking hate you." I gave him a glare, then proceeded to zip up my suitcase.

"I love you too, mami." He winked, biting into an apple and laying down on my bed. I was pretty sure he hadn't even touched his suit case yet, but I'll make sure it gets done. At times like these I wish Alex was around to help me. It was lonely around here most of the time. Richard always had interviews, studio time, and photo shoots to attend. I went to some of them, but I couldn't always go because of safety reasons, or because they had asked strictly for CNCO. I kill most of my time by cleaning, eating and making lives or taking pictures to post on social media.

"Try these on," Richard winked, holding up some of the bathing suits I was going to pack in my carry on. I debated whether or not to do it, but since I was curious to see how I would look in them myself I reluctantly agreed and stepped over to my closet to try them on. I had about five pairs, since celebrities never repeat clothes and all that, not that I am one but I'm dating one. "Come out, mami I wanna see you already!"

I fluff my hair out and adjust some of the strings on the red bikini. I liked it because it's simple but classy because of the color. When I stepped out Richard smirked, winking and giving me a thumbs up. "Make sure you wear that one with shorts when we walk around tho." I didn't notice but the panty sunk in, making my booty pop more.

"Hell no. Look at how good this make my ass look!" I exclaimed, smiling at my reflection in the mirror. "See, I told you I wasn't just sitting around and eating for nothing."

"I see that." Richard rolled his eyes, angry because I wouldn't listen to him about the shorts. I walked back into the closet, placing myself in an orange one.

"Okay, now this is the bomb.com" I spun for him, feeling his eyes roam my body then turned to see him yank at the tightening area of his joggers. This boy was horny 24/7 y'all.

"Shit, how am I supposed to control myself if you're wearing that? Spin around one more time," he licked his lower lip as I did the full circle for him, making him sigh of frustration. When I looked at myself in the mirror I really liked the bikini on me. I never wore colors like orange, but it looked summery and fresh. My skin looked ,ore tan, which I liked, and my body looked more toned as well. And girl...you know this booty was looking like groceries.

"I'm definitely wearing this one first!" I exclaimed, getting all giddy as I imagine myself on the beach holding hands with Richard and looking flawless in the magazine covers. "Baby, we about to sell hella magazines."