“Home sweet home,” I sighed in relief as we walked into Mama and Papa Fuentes’ household. I was greeted by Diablo barking and wagging his tail. I grabbed him and pulled him into my arms, “Baby boy! I hope you were good!”

“He was excellent,” Vivian smiled. “Do the three of you want to stick around for dinner?” She asked me as Mike stood outside on the front porch, smoking and talking on the phone to their tour manager.

I shook my head, “I’d love to, Momma, but we’re both pretty tired. It’s been a long week. I’m sure you’ll hear about it sooner or later.”

“Long as in your relationship?” I nodded and she frowned, “I hope whatever it is, it is fine now. You make my son very happy, and most of all, I’m looking forward to the day that I can tell the truth when I call you my daughter.”

I smiled, “Everything is fine now. It was just a small argument... well it wasn’t small... How about tomorrow night I will pick you up on my way home from work? I’ll cook you dinner and we can talk. It’ll just be the two of us.”

“I’d like that,” she smiled and kissed my forehead. “I’m glad you guys made it safe. I’ll miss my adopted son,” she kissed Diablo’s nose.

I walked out the door to hear Mike yelling on the phone, rolling his eyes, as he rested his elbows on the porch rail in front of him. I sat down on the swinging bench behind him, Diablo in my lap. I listened in on Mike’s conversation and it was obvious he was far from happy.

“How the fuck do you expect us to be ready to leave for Australia in two days? Why couldn’t this tour had come to our attention two months ago?” Mike shouted. “This is such late notice, I don’t understand why you would agree to this.” He huffed and then started speaking again, “I know we need the publicity and believe me, dude, I’d love to go on the tour, but you expect us to break this to all of our families and girlfriends and shit. Rae’s going to kick my ass!”

I laughed at his comment and poked his butt with the point of my flats. He turned around and gave me a smile while rolling his eyes, and then started talking on the phone again. “Yeah, I’ll start packing tonight. The trailer is at our place. I have to go. Rae’s impatient and poking me,” he laughed as I poked his butt again.

Once he ended the call I smiled, “You’re going to Australia?”

“I guess so,” Mike laughed and crouched down, looking at Diablo. “Hey, buddy. Did you miss me?” Diablo licked Mike’s cheek, “I missed you too, little guy.”

“I’m not mad or anything,” I stared at Mike who was busy loving all over my dog. “I’m actually really excited for you, plus, Lex is coming to stay next week so it’s not like I’ll be lonely.”

Mike stood up and smiled, “Well that makes me feel a little better. I just don’t know how I’m going to feel being in a different continent from you for three weeks.”

I rolled my eyes and placed Diablo on the ground, grabbing his leash, “You can handle it, loser.” I leaned forward and pressed my lips against Mike’s for a brief second, then stood up. “I’ll be able to get girl time back in... and gym time... and me time... and I can work overtime and make more money... Hey, maybe you should tour more often,” I smirked at him as I started to walk down the stone walkway towards Mike’s car.

“Very funny,” he smiled and opened the passenger side of the Escalade for me. I got in and he closed it behind me. Diablo jumped into the backseat after I unclipped his leash from his harness. Mike got in the driver’s seat and turned the engine on, “So now that we’re back in America would you like a very American dinner?”

“McDonalds?” I looked at him with a grin as he nodded.

Mike pulled up to where you order and pulled his sunglasses on over his face. He started speaking in a Mexican accent and kept the window half closed, “Can I get a ten piece nugget with a large fry and diet Coke? And I want two Big Macs with a large fry and a Coke.”

“Is that all?” The person spoke through the speaker.

“And an M&M Mcflurry!” I shouted over Mike, “Make sure it’s blended well.”

“Alright. $12.87, second window.”

Mike pulled up to the second window and rolled his window down, the kid at the window stared at him like he had two heads. Mike chuckled and handed the kid his credit card. The kid handed it back, still staring, “You’re Mike Fuentes.”

“The one and only,” Mike smiled and took his sunglasses off. “I’m guessing you’re a fan?”

“I’m a huge fan,” the boy smiled. “I wish I had something for you to sign,” he sighed as he handed Mike the bags and drinks.

“Do you have an Instagram?” I looked over and smiled as he started nodding. I grabbed Mike’s phone from the center console and snapped a picture of the kid leaning into the car, his head next to Mike’s. “What’s your name on there?”

“Pierce_the_Peter,” he smiled. “This is so awesome, but I have to get back to work! You rock at the drums, dude!”

“Thanks, man,” Mike smiled and waved as we drove away. “Did you post it?”

“Yeah, you already have five hundred likes in three minutes,” I laughed. “You totally made his day.”

“I would have never thought of that if it wasn’t for you. You made his day,” Mike smiled and laced his right hand in my left. I was already digging into the bag that had my fries in it. “Gimmie a fry,” he opened his mouth and a placed a few inside. Diablo whined from the back, “Aww... give our son some too!”

Something about him referring to Diablo as “our” son made me smile. I always called D my child, but it was really cute that Mike took it upon himself to be the father figure for the little dog. “He’s going to get some chicken nuggets when we get back to my place.”



Mike and I had eaten our McDonald’s and then gone for a run with Diablo. We ran all the way from my apartment to the nearest beach. Diablo had a lot of fun just playing around in the water. Mike chased him around the beach, seeing as no one else was there he and didn’t need to be on his leash. It was getting dark when we decided to start walking back to my place. I had work in the morning and knew that I wasn’t going to want to get up after being spoiled by this past week of sleeping in. Mike held onto Diablo’s leash as we walked back, giving my hands and arms a break because that dog sure liked to pull.

When we got back to my apartment, I took it upon myself to turn on the shower. I walked over to the linen closet and grabbed three white, fluffy towels. One for Mike, and two for myself. Mike refilled Diablo’s water bowl and then called out my name, to which I replied that I was in the bathroom.

“You showering?” He asked as I stripped myself of my clothes and threw them into my hamper.

I stood naked, my hands on my hips, in front of him, “You joining?”

He smirked and licked over his lips. He pulled his shirt over his body, throwing it into my hamper, and then ridded himself of the basketball shorts and boxers he had on. He closed the bathroom door and then locked it, he knew how weird I was about open doors. He walked over to me and ran his hands down my sides, licking his lips once again.

“Stop doing that, you’re making me so horny,” I groaned and reached up, tugging on the ends of his hair. “I guess we’re going to have to fuck like bunnies for the next two days, huh? Make up for the time we’re going to lose.” I smirked and pulled his snapback off his head as I felt him begin to stiffen against my stomach, “Am I getting you worked up?”

Mike grabbed my hips and hoisted me up into his arms and then stepped into the shower, closing the glass door behind him. We had yet to have sex in this shower. To be honest, I had never had sex in a shower-shower, usually just one of those that was a tub-shower. The hot water felt so good as it touched my skin, but it wasn’t touching me for long. Mike pressed me up against the tile wall, and began to attack my lips with his own.

After about forty-five minutes of sex, Mike and I started to take a real shower. I made him wash my hair for me, complaining that he had made my arms sore by holding them up against the tile. He had no issue with washing my hair, or my body, or even shaving my legs. I laughed to myself and grabbed my phone, turning the video camera on and pointing it at him, “That’s right, bitch. Shave my legs.”

Mike looked up at me, his long hair a wet mess, and furrowed his brows, “You better not get my wiener in that.”

“It’s not like there’s much to see anyway,” I smirked.

He glared at me and held the razor crooked, “Don’t make me cut you.”

I laughed and put my phone back down on top of the toilet where his was. He finished shaving my legs, making some comment about how they’re so much softer when he does it because he doesn’t miss any spots.

“Okay, time to wash your face,” Mike grinned and put my face wash in his palms, rubbing them together and making it into a bubbly lather. He took his hands and pressed them against my face, roughly, rubbing all over and squishing me.

It was obvious he was trying to be a jackass on purpose, but he ended up getting face wash in my mouth, “Stop it! You’re hurting me and it tastes bad!” I pushed him away, my eyes still closed so I didn’t get anything in them. I rinsed my face under the shower head and then pursed my lips in his direction. He was trying to hold back laughter, “You are not an okay person.”

“I know. I’m a fabulous person,” he smiled and flipped his hair over his shoulder.

“Sometimes I really wonder if you like boys or something by your actions,” I smiled and then stood on my tip toes, kissing his lips softly. “Thank you for bathing me. I’m going to go find something to eat and then wait for you in bed.”

“You’re going to be three hundred pounds by the end of this week if you keep eating like a hippo,” Mike commented as I stepped out of the shower. “I’ll break up with you.”

“Thanks Michael,” I rolled my eyes and wrapped myself up in my towels and then exited the steamy bathroom.



I sat at my desk in the office, three cups of coffee down and it had only been four hours. Last week really took a toll on me. I didn’t want to be working, and I had a lot of work to catch up on. Alex had requested to have today off to just catch up on sleep and get back into a normal routine, which was probably a really smart thing to do, but than again I would have just taken the whole day and turned it into sex so it was probably best I was here and not home with Mike. I scanned over the tenth article of the day, my eyes burning from the computer screen. At least the people who had written these today had better grammar than the usual bunch, or maybe they took a grammar class while I was gone, who knows? The point was, it was a little easier than usual... I just didn’t want to keep my damn eyes open. Mike and I went to bed around three last night, giving me three hours of sleep to be recuperated for work... that wasn’t enough, at all. I was up half the night eating random shit while he made me watch Harry Potter with him for the hundredth time in the past five months. Tonight he was staying at his house, packing and playing drums all night. Tomorrow was his last day home and then he left for Australia around eleven at night. I was kind of excited for the break away from each other, to say the least. After the drama that happened a few days ago, and always being together, it was going to be bittersweet being away from each other for three weeks.

“How many cups of coffee has your bitchass had today, Mrs. Fuentes?” Alec’s voice sounded from behind me.

I turned around with a smile, “I’ve already killed three. I was thinking about getting up to go get my fourth. Maybe take a walk to Starbucks. Get away from this computer screen. Fancy to join me?”

“When have I ever turned you down?” He smiled and I got up from my chair, grabbing my purse and coat. “I’m expecting a lot of stories with detail from your week in Mexico with the Sexicans.”

I rolled my eyes as we walked along the sidewalk, our arms linked together, “Vic is referring to himself as that because of you, and honestly I don’t think you want me to get started on this vacation... let’s just say it was like water works and fire central and I kind of ruined Mike’s birthday... well Mia did... but it was really my fault all together.”

“Well what a great girlfriend you are,” Alec scoffed, jokingly of course. “Will you tell me the whole story if I buy you a coffee and a brownie?”

“Can you trade the brownie in for a cinnamon bun?” I batted my eyelashes at him.

“Anything for my fellow Italian.” We walked into the store and I took a seat, Alec walked up to the counter and ordered us both coffee and a cinnamon bun for me. When he came back my eyes lit up, “Yes, it’s Pumpkin Spice.”

“Hell yeah,” I giggled and grabbed my coffee from his hands. He put the cinnamon bun down in front of me and opened the box, ripping a piece off for himself. “So you want to hear the whole story?” He nodded, “Brace yourself.”

I explained to him everything that happened, from the text message to the make-up sex to the call that I made to Natalie. Alec pursed his lips after I told him, “You know. Mike did deserve to have his birthday ruined through. He should have told you that him and Natalie talked in the first place and then when she texted him you wouldn’t have turned into a psycho bitch, and Mia would have never gotten involved. I would never want to piss off Mia. She’s fucking crazy.”

I laughed and took the last bite of my cinnamon roll, “Believe me, I know. Mia and I have been friends forever and when we were younger we used to fight all the time and we would literally hit each other and throw things at each other and it was pretty scary. Like if you would have been another seven year old in that room with us you probably would have shit yourself.”

“I’d be scared to be in the room if you two fought at this age!” He laughed, “But I’m glad everything is better between you and Mike, and that you had wonderful hammock sex.”

“You should see the hickey that I left on his neck. It’s been there since his birthday and has only faded a little bit. It will be a nice token for him to bring on tour. Bitches, stay away,” I smiled.

Alec chuckled and set his coffee cup down, “You know, Rae. If I wasn’t mistaken, I’d say that you love him.”

I rolled my eyes, “I love Mike as a person, but I’m not the way he loves me. We’ve only been together for two months.”

“When’s the first time you hooked up?” He raised an eyebrow.

“I don’t know... like February? Early this year.”

He smiled, “So that makes it more like ten or eleven months of fucking. When did Mike explain his feelings for you?”

“Vic’s birthday... February 10th...”

“Eleven months, Rae. You have put up with so much shit in those past few months. All the Josie bullshit and everything. You love him, and don’t just take this with a grain of sand. I was the only one who could see right through you, remember? I could tell you everything about your past from just looking at you. You love Mike, whether you want to believe it or not, or say it or not, you love the guy.”

Notes

Sorry this chapter is like all dialogue, but it's necessary.
So I know a lot of you have ideas on what is going on.
I'm not going to say if you're right or wrong or anything.
You guys will all find out when the time comes, but keep an open mind.

So how do you feel about what Alec said to Rae?
What about Mike leaving for Australia while Lex will be in town?

I've come to this realization that this may be a little longer than 50 chapters.
I decided to write down all of the ideas that I need to incorporate in this before I put it to rest.
This story is far from over and it might drag on to like 60 chapters or something, we shall see, ok?

I love that you guys have given SO much feedback.
You guys are seriously so awesome and I hope you'll stick around for the sequel.
I've been doing really good with updates this week, so there may be another out by Friday.

Let me know how you're feeling about this whole situation, and what you think the future holds!
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