Before Selena could reply, her phone buzzed, signalling a text. "Speak of Satan himself," she said. "Reggie's here, outside." Selena headed for the door, anger radiating from every pore of her body. "I'm gonna give him a warm welcome."
Taylor smiled and looked over to Norman. "Let's watch the show."
Taylor and Norman followed Selena out of the house. The Latina saw Reggie, his smiling face just fanning the flames of her rage even more.
"Hey babe you ready to get the fuck outta..OWW!" Reggie yelled as Selena decked him, knocking him over.
"Did you really think you'd get away with it motherfucker?"Selena kicked him a few times on the ground, Reggie trying to crawl away. "Try to make me a whore?"
"What the fuck are you talking about you crazy bitch?"
"I KNOW Reggie!" Selena yelled. "I saw the video. I know about the website you son of a bitch!"
"What?"
"That's my cue," Taylor said smiling at Reggie, her smile causing a sickness in his stomach. "Selena, step back before you go a bit too far. Let me talk to this...thing."
Selena nodded and stepped back as Taylor got closer to Reggie. "You're one dumb son of a bitch Reggie."
"Go to Hell, she beast."
"Maybe one day. But first...would you like to know where you went wrong? You used Normie...you know,Bella's tech guy. Did you really think his loyalty would be with you? Really?"
Reggie's eyes darted all over the place, he struggled for words. "Let me guess. Websites gone. And all the video, right?"
Taylor smiled and nodded. "You're smarter than I thought."
"And you're dumber than I thought....you got nothing on me with that gone."
"Oh...Reggie...you'd be right if not for this." Taylor showed off her tablet and started playing the video of him and Ronnie double teaming Selena. "And I could always show this to the police. But I won't. Not because you don't deserve it, but because I made a deal with someone. You're valuable. See, when you texted Selena...I texted someone. They'd been driving around the neighborhood for a bit, waiting for you. She knew you'd come."
Reggie took a few moments to realize who Taylor meant. Then he turned around and saw a black limo pull up. Bella. "Ooohhhh shit."
"HA! That's right. And she's seen the video. Said she wanted to find out who you weren't giving up." The limo parked and the driver came out to open the very back seat, then looked at Reggie. "I think that's your cue, tough guy. Don't keep Bella waiting."
Reggie looked back at the limo. The muscle men from his earlier beating were now standing outside it. He was pretty much cornered. He got up and headed to the limo, a dead man walking, a smile on Taylor's face as Reggie went to face the music.
"Reggie," Bella said, smiling wide as soon as he came in view. "Come in. Sit. That's not a request, by the way."
He slid in and sat opposite from Bella, the Madame smiling a smile that sent shivers up Reggie's spine.
"Let's not play around. I know your partner was Ronnie. Saw the video. You've been a very bad monkey. But you've had your punishment. Privileges revoked, all of that. But I just wanted to tell you, for old times sake, I'd avoid going into any Russian territory downtown, okay? Ronnie got demoted to essentially everyone's coffee bitch and he's looking for some payback. Probably won't be sated for a while. But he won't cross any agreed upon territories. Well, not yet anyway. I'd just thought you'd like to know how well and truly fucked you are. You're not dead to anyone...you have a target on your ass, in this town at least....catch my drift?"
"Yeah," Reggie said. "Still, it was a good run, wasn't it?"
"Oh fuck no," laughed Bella. "Reggie, sweetie, you're a moron. This is just all of it catching up to you. Now, get the fuck out of my limo and...well, after that I don't care. Just remember, you're beyond done here."
Reggie nodded, biting his tongue from saying anything else that might eliminate the last bit of charity Bella had just shown him. He got out of the limo and it drove off. He looked one last time at the front yard where Selena and punched him out. He saw her face, furious, and Taylor and Norman, grinning. He would have loved to knock the smiles off both their faces...but at this point, he had bigger decisions to make. The first one was heading back to his place without Ronnie spotting him, then figure out what to do from there.
*********
"I sometimes forget just how big this place is," Peter said. He, Camila, Ben and Sabrina had entered the grand hall of the hotel. Camila took the lead, taking them all to the second floor ballroom, where the party was taking place.
"Me too, and my dad owns the place." Cami said. "When you get to the guy in front just give them your names."
"Cami, I've been to parties before," Ben said.
"Yeah but this is one you're actually invited to so how about you soak up all the perks of that experience?" she asked with a sarcastic smile. "Sabrina, you're pretty much anyone's plus one, so you're in no matter what."
"As it should be." replied Sabrina. The four made it through the doorman with no issue and entered the grand ballroom. Tables were set all around, two large bars on either side of the room. The chandeliers with gold and crystal, sparkling against the lights in the room. The sounds of people talking mixed with music. It wasn't a loud din, but t certainly filled the room.
"Welcome to the party, people," Camila said. "Daddy throws one in all his hotels for the employees every year. Everything's on him."
"What does that mean?" Sabrina asked.
"Cheap drinks and well beer." Peter replied.
"And I thought Christmas was the most wonderful time of the year!" Sabrina tugged Ben towards one of the bar. "Come one, we're gettin' blitzed.
As the blonde sprite led Ben towards a night of reckless intoxication, Camila and Peter walked the party, people watching.
"I'm actually proud of you tonight, you know," said Cami.
"Why's that?"
"You actually stood up to Selena's bullshit. I wish I had popcorn for it, honestly."
"Let's just try and forget that whole thing and finish the night with some semblance of fun."
"Fine by me. I think we could both use it. Drink?"
"Sure," he said. Before he could say what he wanted, his eyes caught site of someone he recognized...but that couldn't be the case. "No way.....is that?"
"What?" asked Cami, looking where he was looking. "Hey, isn't that Hailee?"
Peter began to head in the direction of the person he saw, Cami behind him. Upon closer inspection, it was indeed Hailee. And then her eyes met his and a similar look of surprised recognition over came her face. She went to go closer as well.
When the two came face to face, there was no denying that they were indeed seeing who they thought they were. Camila was close behind, smiling when she saw it was Hailee. "Crazy how things work out", she thought to herself.
"Hailee, what are you doing here?"
"This is the party I was telling you about, my dad works here," she said. "What are you doing here?"
"My parents work here too, so I decided to ditch that house party and the whole Selena thing and come here."
"Wait a second," Camila said. "Both of your parents' work here?"
"Yeah, my dad runs the gym and is an on-call trainer and my mom runs registration," said Hailee.
"My dad's in payroll and my mom is a buyer for retail."
"So...to catch up. You guys grew up in the same town...parents all work in the same place...and you two didn't even know? Even after you've started dating? This is some romantic comedy nonsense right here. I mean me and Lili are just roommates and I know we came from the same town. Different high school though."
"It never came up honestly," said Hailee. "I'm guessing you and Peter went to Westlake High?"
"Yep," Peter nodded.
"Which means you and Lili went to Williams Prep," Cami guessed. Hailee nodded.
"Wasn't that that where your mom wanted to send you?" Peter asked.
"Yeah. Daddy didn't want that though. He insisted I get the kind of high school experience he got in New York and he didn't want me separated from my normal friends....not that Williams Prep isn't normal."
"So," Hailee said, her smile warm and welcoming as she reached out for Peter's hand. "What I'm hearing is we could have spent the whole break together if we'd known where we went to high school."
"Yeah, we gotta get a lot better at this small talk stuff." Peter replied.
"Well, no time like the present." There lips got very close, until Hailee paused and looked at Camila. "I mean unless of course I'm interrupting you two..."
"No," Camila said. "Absolutely not. You two...go have fun."
"Could give us a second please?"
"Of course," Hailee nodded. Peter took Cami aside for a second.
"Are you sure?" he asked. "I mean, I'd love to spend the rest of the night with Hailee but, you now...your new guy isn't here and you're alone because Ben is with Sabrina and your guy isn't here right now and I'm not going to pry too much on that but...I don't want to ditch you."
"This right here," Cami said. "Is we we stayed friends after we broke up." She kissed his cheek then caressed it. "Go be with your girl, I'll be fine. Okay?"
"You sure?"
"Do as I say or I'm going to slap you silly." She gave Peter a hug then sent him off to be with Hailee. As the two disappeared into the crowd. Camila was fully prepared to be alone with her thoughts for the rest of the night, or at least until she had to make the speech her father wanted her to make for the crowd. However, she wouldn't be alone with her thought too long as a security guard came up to her.
"Excuse me, Ms. Mendes?" The guard asked.
"Yes?"
"I have to disturb you ma'am, but there's a man at the front claiming he's with you. He's not causing trouble, he just asked for you to come and verify this. And well, it's not the first time a guest of yours has been late to an event like this."
"Fair enough." she replied. "Lead the way." Camila was very curious. Not enough people she knew would name drop like this, especially to get into a party that was pretty much employees only. However, the moment she saw who it was, everything fell into place.
There he was, Jose Heyman decked out in a tuxedo complete with a leopard print jacket and holding a single white rose.
"Jose?" she asked, shocked and happy, but not quite ready to reveal the latter part of the emotion. "What are you doing here?"
"I quit," he said.
"Wait, what?"
"I told Evan, Kira, everyone who was involved in that match to fuck off. I quit."
Camila pulled him close and kissed him. It was deep and it was long and a gesture that Jose eagerly returned.
"Yeah, I'd say she knows him," the guard says.
"Oh baby I missed you," Cami said. "But...you didn't have to quit the company. I don't want you to stop going for your dream babe..."
"I'm not. I simply went in, told him if this is how he's treating people who come in and put their bodies on the line for him AND do his no talent family favors, then I'm out the door. And if he tried to ruin mine and Jake's rep I could just as easily ruin his. Then told him if he wants us back he can call Alison in about a week and half and maybe we'll come to an agreement. Then I drove away. Then I threw up. But that was mainly because I drank like five Surge's to psyche myself up for it."
"Was it your old wrestling soda? The green can one with the wrestlers on it?"
"Yeah."
"Sweetface that stuff almost twenty years old!" Camila said. "You said so. Why didn't you just have the new case I got you for Christmas?"
"....because I needed the power of the little Stingers coursing through my veins?"
"I don't know what that means but I love you." They kissed again, Cami smiling wide as it broke. "Thank you. And I promise I'll do whatever I can to help you with the whole wrestling thing. I didn't want to seem like a bitch but...something about glass just makes me queasy and then I saw that that actor guy, David Arqutte, was in one of those Death Matches and actually almost died and I just got so worried and..."
"Cami, you were right, okay? And if I have to swear off rolling around in broken glass to keep you around, well, I might just be willing to give that up. But the career isn't over. You heard Jake yourself, we have enough offers elsewhere."
"Great," she smiled, absolutely beaming. "Well...I think I have my New Year's date now, don't I."
"That you do. Though I think the whole New York thing is off the table at this point. I mean I'm guessing all the flights are booked and stuff."
"Sweetface, don't you remember?" Cami said with a grin. "My family owns the plane. Not to brag, but that plane leaves when I say it does."
"Well, in that case...."
"Not so fast. I have some business to take care of first. Keep it in your pants...but I promise at some point it will get out."
Camila grabbed him by the hand and led Jose into the party. She whispered in his ear, "By the way, nice choice with the leopard print." She pinched his ass then headed up towards the stage in the middle of the party.
She tapped the microphone on stage a few times to makes sure it was on, then went for the speech, just not the one her dad had planned.
"HI everyone," she said, her voice upbeat and chipper. "I'm Camila Mendes. Some of you know me, but I'm sure you all know my father Roland, the man who owns this hotel. And obviously you're all here so you're familiar with the annual employee appreciation party we're at right now. From being in the crowd and now up on the stage I can see you all are having a good time." The crowd applauded and Camila paused for a moment before speaking again. "Now, as I'm sure you all know, daddy likes to do a little tradition. A half hour before midnight, open bar is declared. Drinks on the house. This year though, I'm thinking why not do it a little different? So, right at the mark of 11:00, open bar. But on one condition. All of your tip those bartenders and servers well. They're using their New Years to make all of ours better, so please, show them some love. And with that said...happy new year!"
Camila walked off the stage to the sound of applause and quickly rejoined Jose. "Now I'm just gonna say good bye to my friends and we are off to the airport where you will be ravaged beyond comprehension."
"Don't threaten me with a good time," Jose instead. "You should probably use a knife or a barb wire baseball bat."
Camila laughed then took Jose to a table that she saw from the stage where Hailee, Peter, Sabrina and Ben were all sitting. ""Guys, Jose showed up," Camia said, the happiness radiating off her like sunlight. "So, we're going to get out of here. But that means my suite will not be in use...so...who wants it?"
"Peter and I are covered," Hailee said. "The family got rooms for the night, and I got one of my own." She looked over at Peter and winked. "Thanks though."
"You two?" Cami asked, dangling the keys in front of Sabrina and Ben.
"Is the mini bar open?" Sabrina asked.
"Sure." The blonde grabbed the key from Camila's hand and the deal was done.
"And with that my friends, I bid you all adieu. And you two," Camila said, pointing at Hailee and Peter. "We're double dating when school's back in session, understood?"
"You got it." Peter replied. The two smiled at each other, and then Camila and Jose were off. Then Peter looked over to Hailee. "So, when are we heading to the room?"
"Oh, after you meet the family," said Hailee. "Gotta make you earn it, don't I?"
*******
It wasn't that long a drive to get to the airport, or didn't seem so in the back of Camila's limousine. She tipped the driver well when they got out on the airfield where the private plane was waiting. This whole thing was a new experience for Jose, but Camila felt at home.
The plane itself was nothing short of jaw dropping. It had four big, cushy seat, a small kitchen area and in the back, as Camila had said, a big bed made for two.
"This is nice," Jose said. "Real nice."
"It is, isn't it?" Camila replied. "But it's just a very comfortable means to an end." Once the a bin was sealed off and it was just her and him, Camila slowly removed her dress, leaving her in only her black lace underwear. "Get back there, on the bed. And lose the clothes. We won't be needing them."
Jose made his way to the bed, clothes shed in a trail that Cami followed as her remaining garments joined Jose's on the floor. She crawled over him, the two embracing as their lips met. Cami kissed her way down his body before her mouth reached his cock, at which point she took Jose in her mouth.
"Oh... ohhhh fuck, baby," Jose moaned. He looked down, watching as Cami sucked him. Slowly, softly but urgently. Not going hard enough to make him explode in her mouth, but enough to send chills through his body.
Camila pulled her mouth off with a pop, kissing the tip before she moved back up his body, lining her pussy up with her opening and slowly lowering herself onto his cock.
Or at least, that was the plan. However, that was also when the pilot decided to actually start the plane. The vehicle went into motion and jerked Cami forward then back, going all the way down on Jose's cock in motion.
"Oh shit!" he said,as Cami moaned at the sudden filling. "Oh gotta love physics."
"Shut up," she laughed before leaning forward to kiss him. As the plane gained speed and rose into the air, Camila began to rise and fall on Jose's cock, the motion of their passion getting a steady rhythm.
Jose rose up slightly taking Camila's nipple in his mouth, licking and sucking it. It made her eyes flutter. Jose rose up even more, sitting up now withCamil's legs wrapped around them.
Their eyes caught each other and lips collided. They moaned in their mouths as they worked in unison to make each other feel amazing. They simply ached for each other and this was the painkiller.
Camila leaned back, arching her back and Jose began to thrust into her, his face going to her chest.
"Oh... oh, Jose... mmm, damn baby, yes..."" she moaned. Her head rolled back, her long brunette hair swinging with every thrust. From leaning back she laid down, Jose now fully on top of her. "Give it to me... oh, give it all to me Sweetface... want you so much... oooooh fuck, I love you..."
"Love you too," Jose grunted, going faster now. Their kisses with quick and hungry. His lips went to his ear, the heat of his breath and the sound of his gasps giving Camila an extra little rush.
"Mmmm baby pull out for a second," she said. "I wanna give you something special."
Jose did exactly that and watched with a grin as Camila got on to all fours, wiggling her ass before looking over her shoulder at him.
"Happy New Year," she said. "Fuck my ass."
"Clever, you've obviously been working on that."
"Jose, less jokes, more sex."
"Correct as usual."
"And don't you forget it." Camila's voice trailed into a moan when Jose went to her asshole, licking and probing it with his tongue for a bit before bringing his cock to her back door. He pressed forward, his rod still slick with her juices.
Camila tensed up, wincing and hissing as he pressed forward. "Slow slow slow," she chanted. "Mmmm just go slow Sweetface... mmmm slow..." Their hands met at her clit at the same time, working together from the start working it as Jose worked himself into her asshole.
"Oh wow," Jose exclaimed once he worked himself in. "Oh...fuck Cami... oh wow baby..."
"Oh shit you're so big back there," she said. "Mmmm, just take it slow... slow baby..."
"You sure you want to do this?"
"Yes," she said. "I want it baby....just warm me up...keep playing with my clit...ohhh fuck my ass...fuck meeee..."
Jose built up his pace and Camila clawed at her sheets, gripping them tight as Jose worked more and more of his cock inside of her. Before too long, the grip on her sheets relaxed, the rhythm got steady and pleasure reigned over Camila body, any pain far, far in the background.
"Oh god baby this is so good!" Cami exclaimed. "Oh wow...oh my god yes!"
"Damn...of Hell Cami it's so fucking tight!" Jose's hand held firm on Camila's ass cheeks while the other still worked her clit. "Oh fucking Hell baby yes!"
"Fuck it better be tight," she said with a laugh. "Not like anyone else has been back there....oohhh fuck..."
"Oh shit honey that's so hot!" Jose started thrusting faster. Not too much, but just enough to sate his excitement a bit more.
Cami was in utter heaven and shocked at it too. This clearly was not an everyday thing, but she was shocked at how much she enjoyed it, how intense it all felt and how close she was to cumming herself. She was more than ready to let go.
"Faster Sweetface...ohhh faster Jose," Cami pleaded. "Mmm baby I need you to make me cum... make me cum honey... oh fuck, I want to cum with you inside me... ohhh please, baby, yesss....."
Jose did as the lady of a lifetime asked, going faster and deeper into her as Cami went face first and ass up on her bed. Faster, harder, deeper thrusts into her ass propelled them both closer and closer to going over the edge.
"Oh shit...oh shit Cami...oh baby I'm gonna...oh fuck I'm gonna..."
"In me....oh Jose do it in me..." she moaned in response. Both of his hands gripped her hips as her own darted between her legs to continue working her clit. It didn't take long for Jose to cry out her name one last time before filling her asshole up with his load.
Camila was close behind him, crying out herself as he began to pump her full of his load. The lovers collapsed on the bed, drunk on the orgasms and very affectionate. Jose pulled out of Camila's ass and rolled on to his back and Camila scooted up to cuddle with him.
"Mmmm that was great," he said. "Love you."
"Mmmhmmmm," she replied. "Love you too."
"Sleep the rest of the flight?"
"Sounds good to me sweetface. Shower first though."
"There's a shower in this thing?" he asked.
"Yes...big enough for two."
"Sounds great. I think I can pull off round two."
"Sweetface, you got my ass," Camila said. "The only round your getting is giving me a back massage in the shower and then washing my hair."
******
"Well, that went better than I thought it'd go," Peter said. He and Hailee and just come from a long talk with her parents where Peter got the traditional parental grill. And also according to tradition, the first opening the couple had t get away, they took it, sneaking off to elevator and off to Hailee's hotel room.
"You did great," Hailee said. "They like you. My dad only kind of squeezed your hand hard when you shook hands. It means he doesn't think you're that bad."
"Delightful."
"Trust me," Hailee reassured. "You're good. I talked you up big time over break. You didn't disappoint.. But, since you did suffer through such a horrible ordeal..." Hailee winked at him and squeezed his hand. "I think you've earned a little respite."
The elevator doors opened and Hailee led Peter to her room. But before she could open it, Peter turned her around and kissed her, pressed her against the door. His hands caressed her cheek and rand to her hair, letting it down and fall to her shoulders.
The kiss broke, and then Hailee opened the door. Once the two were in they were all over each other again. Peter picked Haille up in his arms and she wrapped her long, sexy legs around them, her high heels sliding off as her ankles locked.
They made they way to the bed and Peter laid Hailee down on it then rose up himself, stripping down while Hailee also quickly shed her dress.
"Now, last time we were in a position like this where were we?" Peter sarcastically. He smiled when he saw Hailee smiling at him, laying back and totally nude on a bed in front of him. "I think I got it."
Peter crawled one the bed and parted Hailee's legs, kissing and licking from ankle to calf and from calf to thigh, from leg to another.
Hailee back arched and she cooed, the small, delicate sensations making her hungrier for something a bit stronger. Goose pimples on her flesh as her thighs were kissed and caressed.
"Oh Peter," she hissed. His fingers lightly brushed his pussy lips, barely touching them but with just enough to give her a wonderful teasing sensation. Then his tongue joined the party and the fun really began.
"Ooh... ohhh, mmmm yes," she hissed, writhing on the bed and her legs pressing against Peter's ears. He licked her clit, then took the little nub in her mouth, sucking on it as his fingers entered Hailee's pussy.
Hailee's flat stomach rose and fell with her breaths, her deep and desperate breaths. And they both knew it was only going to get better, no one was going to interrupt them.
"Mmmm oh Peter...oh baby," Hailee said. "I...I want you...I want you inside me...."
He pulled his mouth away from her pussy, his fingers now working her clit. Peter then kissed her thighs and moved further up her, Hailee's legs locking around him once more as he guided himself inside her for the first time.
"Oh wow," they both said. It was well worth the wait. Their lips met again as Peter already began building up speed. He couldn't help it and Hailee didn't mind in the least. They both had been wanting this for a while and it showed.
Peter's arms reached underneath Hailee, lifting her up while her got to his knees. Their eyes locked, her deep brown eyes completely entrancing him as Hailee began to grind on his cock while he thrust up into her.
"Oh fuck, Peter... oh baby... baby, yes.... mmmmm, I love it... I want you.... want you so bad.... mmmm don't stop...."
Peter had no plans on that. He kissed her full lips and then moved to her breasts, licking a circle around her nipple before sucking on it then moving to the other, the salty taste of her sweat acting like kerosene on a fire.
Peter's arms wrapped tighter around Haille and her legs tightened their grip around his waist. The two lovers were at a frenzied pace now, lost in the sensation and feeling of it all. Peter's hands moved to Hailee's firm ass gripping it tight.
Her looked Hailee dead in the eyes, a smile on his face. "Fuck I love you," he said.
"Mmmm me too," Hailee said. "Love you...oh baby yes...I love you..."
The two were on auto pilot now after saying the magic three words, giving 100% over to the lust in them. Hailee unlocked her legs and removed herself from Peter's cock. She crawled near the top of the ed on all fours, gripping the headboard tight. Peter got the message.
"Ohhh, FUCK yes!" she yelled as Peter re-entered her puss from behind. His arms wrapped around her waist, pulling her up so her back was against his chest.
The two were breathing hot and heavy now, mouths meeting in sloppy, animistic kisses as the point of no return was in sight for both of them.
"Peter," Hailee moaned. "Oh baby I want you taste you..mmmmm, yesss... feel it in my mouth.... oh baby, cum in my mouth..."
"Oh... oh, Hailee... ooohhh, fuck baby, yes!" Peter pulled out of her and Hailee spun around, taking his cock in her mouth before the first spurt erupted, hitting the roof of her mouth. She hungrily sucked, swallowing every rope her shot in her mouth until the tap was dry. But this wasn't a time for relaxation. Just when he was done, Peter brought Haille back down, to laying on her back, his head once again between her legs.
"Ohhh...oh, Peter.... fuck yes baby make cum.. oh...."
And Peter was eagerly at work on that, more than happy to return the favor of oral pleasure on Hailee. And it wasn't going to take much, as she was already close. He sucked hard on her clit, his tongue furiously going at it, shock waves of pleasure setting off sparks in Hailee's eye before she finally came.
"YESSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSS!" She cried out, the sound so loud the entire floor would have heard it. "Oh... oh, Peter yes I'm cumming!" He body moved in wave as the pleasure coursed through her, convulsing as every last bit of energy left her body after being rocked by an orgasm until finally, she was done, breathing deep and smiling.
Peter moved up her body, planting light kisses from her tummy to her lips. Then both their eyes looked over to the clock. 11:59 to 12:00.
Peter kissed Hailee. "Happy New Year," he said.
"Happy New Year." she replied.
*******
Jose woke up to the smells of eggs and bacon and toast. Not the smells he expected on a plane. He got out of bed and slipped on his boxers, then headed to the front side of the plane. He found Camila in the small kitchen area, putting the finishing touches on two plates, each one with a big omelette on it along with some toast.
"Morning," Camila said smiling. "Sleep well?"
"Big time," he said. "What's this?"
"Breakfast, duh." Camila picked up both plates and breezed past Jose, giving him a kiss before placing both plates down and taking her seat. "Sit down, eat."
"You can cook?" Jose asked as he took his seat.
"Of course," Cami said. "We never had a butler or anything, much to mom's chagrin. But me and my dad, we know our way around the kitchen. And yes, you lucked out big time. Now, eat."
Jose dug in, the cheese and bacon filling of the omelette oozing out. He took a bite and the flavor exploded in his mouth. "WOW."
"Thank you," said Camila with a wink. "Four egg omelette with cheddar, sausage, spinach and bacon. Like I said, when I have great sex, I get REALLY hungry. Toast is multigrain in an effort to trick myself into thinking that balances out this gut buster."
"Well if it's any help I think I can help you work all this off."
"Keep it in your pants until we get to the hotel Sweetface," said Cami. "And that won't be long. The plane is going to land in about thirty minutes....then we get a ride to our hotel...then we have just oodles of spare time until we meet my parents for dinner...just think of the things we could get up to."
"Like seeing the Manhattan Center??"
"Well I was suggesting sex in the hot tub but hey, it's your first time in New York, I'll show you a good time Sweetface."
****
Selena woke up in her bed, still in a miserable mood. She'd dodge a major bullet last night, but that didn't change much about how she felt. She didn't even stay up for the countdown to midnight.
She looked over at her clock. 12:00 PM. She'd slept for a while. And that was fine with her. She didn't want to see anyone. However, she also knew there was one person she absolutely needed to see if she really wanted to start making amends.
She quickly put on some jeans and a t-shirt and got ready to walk next door to Peter's house to apologize for the past semester. However, before she could even go out her bedroom door she looked out the window. A taxi cab pulled up in front of the house and out of it walked Ben, some short blonde girl, Peter, and then Hailee. They all looked as if they were still dressed for New Year's Eve...and Hailee and Peter were especially affectionate towards each other with both major and minor tell tale signs. Peter was actually happy.
That's when Selena had seconds thoughts about heading over. She genuinely did want to apologize to him, but seeing him like that, she knew it wasn't the right time. If there was one.
She then looked in the mirror. Maybe the new year should also mean a new leaf. And maybe it would. She knew she needed it.