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They had dropped by the rehearsal venue and upon discovering that Sean wasn't there, Naya had left to go to his mom's house. Trey had revealed that they had another event to go to. It involved basketball and little kids. It was a part of this whole healthy living thing that everyone was promoting and Trey had been invited to it.

"That sounds fun," Demi said as they drove back to the house. Her hand was resting on Trey's headrest and he pulled into the driveway before cutting the engine off.

"It sounds like something you'd enjoy, my little pediatrician," he teased. Before she came out to LA, she used to gush about how she was almost finished with medical school and how excited she was to be a pediatrician and help little kids and have her dream job. A part of him felt like he had taken that away from her by begging her to come out here, but she hadn't complained about it.

"Besides the fact that I'm not very athletic, yes, I'm sure I'll enjoy it," she exited the car and shut the door behind her, following Trey into the house.

"So how was your day with Naya? Ya know, since the two of you didn't get drunk this time," Trey asked, reminding her of last night's incident. She rolled her eyes before hopping into his back so that he could carry her up the stairs.

"She's cool. She's really blunt but other than that, she's fun to hang out with," Demi replied as he carried her up the stairs.

"What have you been eating?" He grumbled in exaggeration, because she really wasn't that heavy.

She mumbled something but he didn't catch it. All he heard was her raspy giggles as he set her down on the ground so that they could get ready.

"I'm gonna hop in the shower," Trey began to head towards the bathroom but Demi grabbed the sleeve of his shirt and tugge him back.

"We should save water," her voice dropped an octave and she raised her eyebrow, playing with the hem of his shirt and looking up at him through her thick fan of lashes.

"You don't have to tell me twice," they made their way to the bathroom, leaving a trail of clothes behind them.

As soon as they entered, Trey turned the water on and the cold spray pelted Demi's body. She squealed and pressed herself against Trey, unknowingly making him even harder than he was before. He made the water hotter and pressed Demi against the wall before he began to ravish her neck with kisses and bites. His mouth made a trail down her body, the movement of his lips eliciting a collecting of moans and whispers from her mouth. But when he spread her legs open, she titled her head back and began to scream his name like only she could.

After their hour long shower, Trey and Demi separated to get ready. She snuck one of his white v necks out of his drawer because she liked the way it fit on her body. She threw on one of her Nike sports bras with lacy boy shorts before lotioning her body down. She then slipped on the pair of Miss Me's that she had brought with her from Texas along with the v neck. She tucked the shirt in a bit so that the designs on the back could be seen. She grabbed a pair of no shows to wear with her Vans before exiting the closet at the same time Trey finished getting ready.

"We're one of those couples now?" Trey gestured to their practically matching outfits, except he was wearing a dark washed pair of Levi's with Jordan's. She couldn't help the sensations that exploded inside of her as he referred to them as a couple.

"I guess we are," she wrapped her arms around his neck and if they didn't have to be at this event on time, she would totally show him how appreciative she was of him absentmindedly putting a label on their complicated relationship for once.

When they arrived at the arena, the event had kind of already started. Naya was there with Sean but he was on the court with some of his friends. Chris was also there with Kaurreche who Demi wasn't that familiar with. She had been too busy with school to keep up with celebrity gossip. There were some other guys there but Demi wasn't sure who they were and she didn't really care either.

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