The Protected One

S p a n i s h G a r d e n s

Now I could totally get used to this.

Drinking a smoothie in a hot tub in Vegas with my siblings, was definitely it.

"Now this, is luxury." Marco smiles as he sips his drink.

"Definitely the best drink I've ever had at a resort." Chris smiles.

"Yep." I agree with him.

"I can't wait for dinner tonight. I wonder what we are having." Sophia Alice smiles.

I laugh.

"Ugh same. Dinner is going to be so good! I exclaim.

"Is that all you girls think about? Food? Felix asks.

"You haven't stopped talking about hooking up with Vegas girls since the flight. You're one to talk." I remind him.

"That, my dear Frankie is something actually worth talking about." He smiles brightly.

I roll my eyes.

"You're literally disgusting." I tell him.

"Can't argue with you there," he laughs.

I roll my eyes.

"So what's everyone doing tomorrow? Chris asks.

"Well Frankie and I are going to the spa to get a massage and mani pedi's." Sophia Alice says.

"As you queens should." Marco sassed.

"Aww." We smiled at him.

"What about you guys, what are you doing tomorrow?

"Frankie, honey, it's not what am I going to be doing, it's more of who I am going to be doing." Felix smiles proudly.

"Eww! All four of us say at the same time.

"Seriously can you go one conversation without mentioning that type of stuff? Chris asks.

"I could but I simply just don't want to! Felix chuckles.

"May God guide you." I tell him.

"Amen," Sophia Alice, Chris, and Marco say in unison.

We all laugh and take sips of our drinks.

"What are you and Chris going to be doing? I ask Marco.

"We are going mini golfing, then we are going to see if we can hike somewhere." Chris answers.

"Oh that's cool. A bit boring but-"

"You have got to be fucking kidding me! Felix interrupts.

"What? What's going on? I ask.

"What the hell is Benjamin Aruba doing here? He asks angrily.

My heart drops.

I look around, and sure enough there he was.

He had on a muscle tee, with shorts and sun glasses.

His brown hair was tossed in a messy way on top of his head, but he still looked absolutely perfect.

His muscles flexed as he lifted them to his forehead to block the hot vegas sun.

"Frankie! Stop checking him out! Felix says splashing me with water.

"What? I'm not checking him out! I defend.

"Yes you were. Now cut it out! He rolls his eyes.

"Whatever," I mutter and look in the other direction.