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"And.. here we are." Ryan said as he opens the doors to Sam's beach house, the one we will be staying for the next week. "It's beautiful, holy shit." Molly looked around as she was the first to speak. "It's.. something." Cole agreed.
    
"Bank!" I looked at the group as they all looked at me, Benjamin and Molly were the only ones smiling. We all walked around the house, exploring it a little before going upstairs and picking our rooms. 
   
All the rooms were pretty good. There was 2 masters and 3 other rooms. Of course Ryan and Molly got the biggest room, as Cole and I got the other. Leaving Benjamin to one of the other 3 rooms. 
   
I dropped my bag and then dropped myself onto the bed. "Think about it, Cole. You could be living this lifestyle." He plopped down next to me, sitting up though. "But I would of never met you babe." I looked at him and slightly smiled.
   
"You would of been living your dream babe. You almost had it, that's more than anyone else in Kansas can say." He just shrugged his eyebrows looking back at me. "Why did you tell Benjamin I was 'too pussy' to move out here with Sam when you know that wasn't true." Cole asked like he was annoyed.
    
"I said that over 2 weeks ago. And plus, you really want him to know the real reason why you didn't move out here with Sam?"
   
Cole just stared at me before getting up and leaving the room. I didn't understand why he is mad at a joke 2 weeks later. I didn't let bother me, we were on vacation to relax, not fight. 
   
For the next week days, Cole was calming down from a few days ago but he wasn't letting it interfere with our relax time. It was currently our 4th day here in California and Molly and Ryan were out the house for the night as Benjamin was in his room. Cole and I were sitting on the couch listening to music. 
   
"Stop." I laughed as I hit Cole's arm. He just laughed with me. "I'm gonna get more to drink, I'll be back." I got up with my cup and the empty bottle of wine Cole and I have been drinking since 5. 
   
I grabbed a new bottle of wine out the fridge as Cole and I bought a couple earlier. We weren't drunk as we weren't lightweights. I opened the bottle and started to pour some into my glass as I soon felt a pair of hands wrap around my waist.
   
"Cole, stop." I lightly giggled as he started to kiss my neck. "Babee, stop."
   
"What the fuck." Was the last thing I heard before it was followed by a door slamming.

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