Last Seen In San Francisco

**Milinda's POV**

I woke up the next day feeling refreshed after confessing my story to Mike, but I knew Id have to answer to Vic. Still laying in my bunk, I grabbed my phone and texted him.

To: Viktur ;)
Hey ik its early but i really need to talk to you.. meet for breakfast?

Less than a minute later, I received a response,

From: Viktur ;)
Yes, i really wanna see you. meet outside my bus in half an hour?

I agreed and got out of my bunk to get dressed. I skipped makeup and simply threw my messy pink hair into a bun.

Everyone else was still sleeping so I decided to leave a note saying I’d be back soon before silently leaving the bus.

**Vic’s POV**

Hearing Millie’s story from Mike broke my heart, but it just made me wanna be with her even more. I wanted to make her feel safe and happy. I didn’t know exactly what was happening between us, but I didn’t wanna lose Millie.

I sat in the grass outside the bus waiting for the beauty herself to arrive.

“Hey, Vic,” she whispered as she approached me. I patted the grass next to me and she complied, sitting Indian style and allowed the tense silence to continue.

“I missed you,” I mumbled, looking over at her.

“I’m so sorry about yesterday.”

“Don’t worry about it, Millie,” I said as I grabbed her hand and held it in mine. “I completely understand. But I want you to feel completely safe with me.”

“I do now, Vic. I had a really nice talk with your brother yesterday, and I know I shouldn’t have freaked out,” Millie muttered, still reluctant to look me in the eyes.

“I was hoping maybe we could go out again tonight?” I asked quietly, lifting her chin with my fingertips so she’d look at me with her beautiful golden-brown eyes.

“I’d love to,” she whispered with a small smile playing her lips.

As I stared silently at her, glancing between her lovely eyes and her gorgeous lips, I left myself being pulled to her by a force I couldn’t fathom, closer and closer until my lips were on hers.

The kiss was soft and gentle, my lips barely brushing hers. I placed my hand gently on the side of her face, and she moved closer, wrapping her arms around my neck and deepening the kiss.

After what felt like an eternity, yet barely a second at the same time, she pulled away breathlessly, resting her forehead against mine.

“You, Victor Vincent Fuentes, are an incredible kisser,” she whispered into my ear, sending chills down my spine.

“Aye!” Mike yelled from the open doorway of the bus, “Get a room! Fuckin’ nasty…”

“Michael, what are you doing out here?” I asked in a defeated tone, hanging my head and dropping my hand from Millie’s face.

“I came out for my morning smoke, dumb ass.”

“Shut up, pot head!” I countered with a chuckle. I grinned when I heard Millie giggle.

“It’s a cigarette, stupid,” Mike shot back, sticking his tongue out at me.

“Play nicely boys,” Millie said in a stern voice, then giggled. “I gotta go make breakfast for the kids, I’ll see you later, Vic.” She gave me a quick kiss on the lips, then stood up.

“Hey Millz?” Mike called out.

“Yeah?”

“Tell my girl to get her little ass over here when she wakes up,” he said with a wink.

Millie just laughed and shook her head as she walked away. And, damn, did I love to watch her go.

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