'Matty, how much longer?'

I ask tiredly as his hands still block my vision while he leads me forward on some kind of rocky path. Right after we left the beach, Matt stopped at our hotel room while I had to wait for him down in the lobby so he could grab some stuff to take with us. When he came back he dragged me into a cab, leading me god knows where...

'We're almost there...'

Matt whispers wrapping one arm around my waist, still using the other to block my eyesight. If I knew we were going somewhere so secluded, I would've told Matt to grab another pair of shoes. I groan, walking unsteadily on my wedges which are making me feel like Bambi on ice. I perk my ears as I seem to hear some water rustling somewhere in the distance when Matt suddenly picks me up, making me squeal in surprise.

'Easy tiger, it's just a stepping stone.'

Matt laughs putting me back to my feet, making sure I'm not peeking as he continues to lead me on.

'You could've at least warned me...'

I grumble grabbing onto Matt's arm as I almost twist my ankle. He holds me against him, walking together to make sure I won't trip again as he chuckles.

'Where would be the fun in that?'

I turn my head in his direction, even though I still can't see him and I stick out my tongue. The sound of water getting more frequent now as I murmur.

'Is this where you're going to kill me?'

'Tempting offer after what you put me through this morning, but no.'

'What I put you through?!'

I yell, halting in my steps almost jerking Matt's hands away as I blindly point toward his direction and snap.

'I could sue you for assault after what you did this morning...'

'Don't give me a reason to change my mind, beautiful.'

He snorts in response, and I don't even need my eyesight to know he has a big ass smirk plastered on his face right now. Jackass... I cuss silently as he continues to drag me along. The noise of water gushing now so loud that I'm almost wondering how we're not wet already. Well, I was soaked this morning, due to whole other reasons... I can't help but fantasize. Just reminding myself of the way he looked at me is enough to make me melt all over again. I've never been so damn horny in my life, if I hadn't thrown you off when I did I probably would've lost my damn sanity and jumped your bones! I swear both ashamed and afraid of the way that lust took control of me. Images of the way he held me captive underneath him, his strong muscles flexing as he pushed himself against me burned in my mind forever. And God almighty, even though I don't have much experience with guys I don't have to be a genius to know you're blessed down below!

'What are you dreaming about, little vixen?'

Matt suddenly whispers next to my ear making me jump as I tell him trying to sound aloof.

'N-Nothing in particular. Just wondering what kind of deserted location you're bringing me to...'

'That fiery blush on your cheeks tells me you have other things occupying your mind than the scenery you're missing.'

He teases as we come to a stop, wrapping his arms around me from behind and leaning his head over my shoulder as he continues in a quiet voice.

'You can open your eyes now, beautiful.'

Not even daring to comment, knowing he is damn well right that I was thinking of whole other matters. More specifically, his thing... I open my eyes, blinking a few times as they try to adjust to the light. Wow...

It's a magnificent breathtaking waterfall, both rowdy and calm at the same time. The rays of sunshine dance over the water stream, creating little shadows of a million rainbow colors gliding across it. We're so close that I can feel tiny specs of water stick to my skin, most likely frizzing my hair as we speak since Matt pulled the bun out of my hair earlier. It's so astounding I'm not sure it's even from this world. I breathe as it almost makes me want to cry with its beauty and I whisper.

'...It's so beautiful.'

'You sure are...'

He whispers back making me turn to him in his arms, but for once I decide not to ruin the moment and say something snappy. Instead, I ask him.

'How did you find this place?'

'I've got my ways...'

He smiles cheekily pulling me closer and even though I love the way his gruff arms are holding me, I can't stop myself from commenting.

'I thought we said no touchy stuff?'

From the corner of my eye, I can see him draw his eyebrow up a little grinning slightly as he says.

'I think that rule went flying right out of the window this morning. Don't you agree? Besides, how else am I going to make sure you won't tip over the edge? I'm just making sure you're safe.'

'Uh-huh... I think we both know that's a whole lot of bull.'

I snort, laying my head back against his chest as I continue to enjoy the sight before me and whisper.

'Thanks, Matty. This is amazing...'

'You're welcome, beautiful... It's a local hotspot. Not many tourists know about it, so not a lot of people come around these parts. They call it, tears from heaven.'

'I can see why...'

I breathe, still mesmerized by the twinkling of the water droplets underneath the sparkles of the sunlight. For more than half an hour passes by as we just watch its beauty together, both of us not saying a single word. This is perfect. I close my eyes, enjoying the feeling of having Matt near me. Both of us sharing this moment with his arms wrapped around me. Please don't ever let me forget this... I think, smiling to myself as he draws me back from the ledge and says.

'Wanna head down with me and go for a little swim?'

Before I can protest, telling him I don't have any swimwear on me he opens the bag he brought with him and says.

'Don't worry, I thought of everything gorgeous. Even brought you another set of clean clothes to go clubbing tonight.'

He hands me the same bikini I wore the other day, a smirk lingering on his lips as he whispers.

'This looked pretty darn sexy on you, it took a lot of willpower not to go with you in the water. Especially since you tried pretty much everything to get me to come along.'

'Maybe a second chance is in order then?'

I grin before walking over to some bushes so I can change. As soon as I'm done and come back out, Matt's already standing there just wearing a silky black pair of swimming pants, no tank to cover his body this time around. I draw a deep breath, taking in all of his glory as he does the same. His eyes travel down my body shamelessly, causing me to blush. But before he can make a move, I throw my clothes onto the floor, darting down the path that leads to the water while I yell.

'Catch me if you can!'

He instantly makes a run for it, clearly enjoying the hunt as I hold my breath jumping into the water. Before I even manage to float back to the surface Matt has already grabbed a hold of me. Jesus, you're quick! I smile, wrapping my arms and legs around his body. My hands lean on his chest and shoulders as we come up from underneath the water gasping for air, laughing together.

'Got you...'

He rasps, pushing my wet hair back. You sure do... I whisper to myself smiling back at him. His attention gets drawn down to my breasts, the cold from the water having hardened my nipples as they brush against his chest. He bites his lip, a soft groan coming from between them as he murmurs.

'You gotta stop teasing me, beautiful. It was hard enough this morning to keep my self-control in check, I'm not sure I'll be able to this time around.'

'You brought that on yourself when we woke up...'

I breathe against his ear, pressing my body even harder against his. You're the one driving my hormones to insanity... I think as both of his hands cup my butt, giving it a soft squeeze before gliding up over my waist until they're just under my breasts. My heart immediately starts thundering in my chest as his fingers tips graze under the rim of my top, just caressing the curve of my breasts making my nipples grow even harder with need as he grunts.

'...Is that so?'

My nails dig into his skin as a soft moan escapes my lips. What is it with you? I question myself. Just one touch makes all of my defenses crumble down... It's like there's a magnetic forcefield between us that pulls us closer whether we want to or not. I've never experienced this when I was with Ian. I think as his thumbs continue to play with the curve of my breasts, his eyes studying my every reaction. It's like I can't breathe without it, without you...

I let my fingers slip over the spot in his neck which I now know drives him mad, never averting my eyes from him as I continue to drag my hands down his body over his glossy chest. I can feel his heart rate go up underneath the palm of my hand, making me smirk slightly as I fondle his nipple piercing for a second making him groan. His reaction sends an electric spark through my spine as I softly pinch his nipple again.

'Not fair, I'm not allowed to do that either.'

He grunts, taking my hand away and putting it back on his shoulder. His other hand plays with the strings of my bikini as he says his voice filled with lust.

'It'd be too easy to tear this off you, so don't tempt me.'

Knowing this is probably my one and only warning, I push myself away from him while swimming over to the waterfall. But seducing you is just way too much fun. I grin, the water more shallow around here I as get up turning in Matt's direction who's already following after me. I may not be able to touch you, but we didn't say anything about ourselves...

He halts as soon as he sees me shower underneath the water stream. The look on your face is priceless... I think as I let my hands wander over my own body. Going from the inside of my thighs up over my belly, softly caressing my own breasts and nipples. Imagining they are his fingers instead before I drag them up to my neck, making Matt gulp. A frustrated grunt escapes his lips as he grips his crotch. I let my hands trail back down the exact same way, one of my hands lingering a bit longer on my breast as I let the other glide between my legs. It's a good thing I'm wet from the water already because your sultry gaze is making me even more soaked... I bite my lip, my breathing hitched as I let go of myself afraid he might tackle me if I continue any longer. I lean my head back, letting the water run over my head. Trying to cool myself off, a mixture of a moan and a sigh leaving my lips. Before I realize it Matt has already closed the gap between us, sitting before me on his knees his hands gripping my hips as he groans.

'I'm not sure whether you look like an angel or a devil right now...'

His hungry eyes devour me as he pulls me down to sit on his lap. Looks like you're not the only one who knows how to rile someone up. I think with a huge smirk on my face as his hands are still firmly gripping my hips and he rasps his voice filled with desire.

'Probably the latter. Because the number of sins floating through my head right now? ...there's nothing angelic about them.'

He tilts his head back, closing his eyes as I draw my fingers down his body the same way I did to myself until I reach his hips and whisper huskily.

'You were always the one to draw out my devil side...'

A soft groan escapes his perfectly curled lips, almost daring me to kiss them. Damn, you're hot! I curse as he places his hands over mine, which are still on his hips when he looks back up at me and swears.

'Fuck, Lex! This is miles away from the little girl I used to drag into trouble... Racing and daring you into breaking and entering the public pool, don't even come close to what's going on between us right now.'

'And what is going on between us right now then? You were the one to set this bet, am I right?'

I ask, my voice still tainted with lust. He squints his eyes together, his grip loosening a little as he questions.

'Is it really just that, beautiful? Are you only trying to drive me insane because of our bet?'

'Yes.'

I lie. Of course, it isn't! I bite my tongue, immediately regretting my words as Matt grips my neck. His hold is strong and dominant, but not hurting me in the slightest as he brings his lips up to my ear and whispers.

'Are you sure about that?'

'...Yes.'

I lie again, dammit! I wince, cursing at myself as he pulls my head back through my hair and breathes.

'Your mouth can lie. But your body can't, beautiful. I've always been able to tell when you're being deceitful with me...'

His fingers track down from my neck, brushing over his necklace before heading down to my cleavage setting my skin on fire with every touch. Dear god! I try to keep myself from making any noises, my chest heavily heaving up and down as I still try to stick to my grounds.

'I'm not.'

'If what your saying is true, answer one question for me... Do you still love me?'

For a split second everything stops. My mind completely blank as I even forget how to breathe, his sudden question completely sweeping me off my feet. W-What? Matt frozen in place as well. Also surprised by himself, but now merely focusing on me. Staring deep into my eyes, waiting for my answer. L-Love you? I shake my head, scrambling off his lap. N-No, I can't! I swear still feeling dizzy from his grasp over me as I choke out.

'Don't do this.'

He eyes me warily, looking up at me from where he's still sitting. The air around us shifts a hundred degrees as I whimper.

'Don't fuck this up right now by asking me something like that out of the blue! Please Matt, just ...don't.'

He gives me a stiff nod, still not convinced he should drop the subject. But using his regular name instead of his nickname makes him understand this isn't up for debate. I quickly swim off to a deeper part of the spring diving underwater afraid that he might change his mind otherwise, knowing it'll make me break to pieces if that happens. Shit! I curse, the past decade of hurting flashing in front of my eyes. Admitting out loud that this is more than just a bet between us, more than pure and utter lust ...admitting that I love you? I just can't! Even though I know it's as plain as day, it would mean that everything up until now was all for nothing! My last defense against you would come crashing down and I'm not sure what else will come down with it if that were to happen... Terrified that all ghosts from the past might catch up on me, floating to the surface, and I won't be able to hold back anything anymore as soon as that last wall breaks. Yes, God damn idiot ...yes!

As I emerge from the water, gasping for air I see Matt's still in the place I left him. Not even looking my way as he's lost in thought himself as well. Somehow it hurts to see he hasn't followed after me, even if I didn't want him to. I know it makes me even more selfish thinking like that, but this kind of behavior is exactly why I can't fess up to him what I'm feeling in the first place! You've always been like that, letting go of me when I needed you the most... I lament, immediately diving back underwater after taking a big gulp of air. Fuck, fuck ...fuck! I swear, mad at myself. I've loved you for as long as I bloody remember! And the last few days have only proven to me that probably nothing will ever be able to change that. I will always continue to love him, no matter what. For years on end I've kept telling myself that by being near you, I was just torturing myself. But every moment together, good or bad, it's still better than when we're apart. Because that's when it's truly unbearable... And if I'm perfectly honest with myself, that's what I truly fear. Matt leaving and losing him all over again...

As I get back above the surface, I make sure to keep my head turned away from him. Glad that the water is masking the few tears I've shed inhaling deeply trying to calm myself down when Matt suddenly wraps his arms around me from behind. Y-You came? I blink staring down at his hands, once again immobilized as he whispers.

'I'm sorry, beautiful.'

I shake my head, unable to move away from him or look him in the eye. Goddammit, how can I not love you?! I whimper, as I feel his arms tremble softly while he holds me near. I've lost this fight years ago before it ever even began.

'I shouldn't have sprung that on you so suddenly, I'm sorry...'

You'll be my undoing... I can hear the hurt in his voice, breaking me even more as I shake my head again whispering hoarsely.

'It's fine, I just...'

'It's not. Will you just shut up and let me apologize?'

He groans in frustration that I'm still trying to go against him even though he's agreeing with me and asking for forgiveness, burying his face in my wet hair as he murmurs.

'You were right, I was spoiling a perfectly good moment. I shouldn't have, I want both of us to smile whenever we think back about this place.'

'Me too...'

I smile softly, turning my head a little so he can see me. But I'm not angry with you, doofus... I'm furious with myself for not being strong enough to tell you how much I love you... I think, too afraid of the consequences and the ripple effect that comes along with it. I love you so damn much it hurts! He cups my cheek a gentle smile on his face, drawing me to him like a magnet. I lean into his touch closing my eyes as I whisper.

'How do you keep doing that?'

'Keep doing what?'

He asks, his eyes never leaving me as his thumb keeps stroking my skin. This... I rest my hand on top of his, unable to keep the mocking sound out of my voice as I murmur.

'Piss me off one second and somehow make me completely forget about it the next...'

'I guess it's a gift?'

He chuckles softly. More like a curse. I breathe bothered by the emotional whiplashes he so easily inflicts on me.

'Are you sure you're not the devilish one amongst our two?'

I laugh almost ironically while tugging at the short hairs of his beard, getting a cheeky grin in return as he says.

'Takes one to know one, beautiful...'

I splash his face with some water snorting at his comment. Bloody smartass! The awkwardness between us also washing away as he delves his arm through the water, sending a small wave back at me. At least we can still make up as easily as we fight. I laugh, pushing him underwater.

***

The rest of the afternoon we continue to enjoy ourselves by the waterfall. Enjoying a few sandwiches Matt brought with him from the buffet until my phone suddenly rings.

'Hey, Bheks. How is the shopping going?'

I ask, enjoying the view in front of me. This sure beats a day at the boulevard with my sister, Matt sure was right about that...

'You wouldn't believe it! Ty has even more stamina than I do! Jesus, that man moves like he's on a mission to see every damn shop inside and out before sundown.'

I burst out laughing, drawing Matt's attention over to me as I chuckle back at Rebekah.

'You're in luck then, better make sure to marry him! You sure as hell aren't going to come across another man like that again.'

Matt lifts his brow, curious to know what I'm talking about making me giggle even more as Rebekah yelps through the phone.

'Lucky?! I'm beat! Don't get me wrong, I love him to bits, but this is insane... I told him I had to go to the bathroom just so I could sit down for a minute! What are you doing?'

'You're hiding in the bathroom, calling me just so you could have a break from shopping?'

I ask astounded. Matt blinks several times with his eyes, trying to make sure we're talking about the same person as he asks.

'Rebekah? Our little shopping maniac? You're kidding?'

I shake my head, wiping away a few tears of laughter as she snaps on the other end of the phone.

'Is that Matt making fun of me? You know the both of you are so lame for leaving me alone with him!'

'He's your boyfriend. I sure as hell don't have any regrets... I don't think either of us would've survived another one of you while going around the boulevard.'

'Yeah, great. What are you doing by the way? You can't keep ignoring my question. Where the hell are you? It sounds like there's a lot of water gushing in the background, or are you hiding in a bathroom as well?'

'Not even close. Matt brought me to a waterfall somewhere in the middle of nowhere. You should see it, it's amazing!'

'Okay, now I'm officially pissed! I'm stuck here, while the both of you are lazing around by a goddamn waterfall? Also, how is that bet going?'

She asks, the devilish tone in her voice evident. My eyes flash over top Matt as I mouth at him alarmed, you told her?! He shrugs his shoulders a humorous smile tugging on his lips as he whispers.

'You were the one who darted out to the beach this morning, she made me explain why...'

'You told her that too?!'

I yelp aloud, making both Matt and Rebekah laugh as she chuckles through the phone.

'He sure did. So fess up, did something else happen?'

My eyes keep focused on Matt, a mortified look on my face as I mumble to Rebekah.

'N-Not really...'

'Lier, lier pants on fire.'

Rebekah chuckles menacingly, drawing my attention back to her as I snap.

'Am not. No one won yet, so no, nothing really happened! Are you just calling to annoy me? Because if that's the case, I'm hanging up and you can go back to trailing after Tyler.'

'Hah-hah! You're so damn funny. No, I actually called to tell you guys we're going somewhere else before heading over to the club. Alex's DJ won't be there until later in the evening and Tyler and I stumbled across a place, I'm sure you'd love... Is Matt still there? Put me on speaker.'

I do as she says, scooting over to Matt and ushering him to listen as I mutter.

'You're on speaker, Bheks. So where did you wanna go?'

'We're going, period. Matt, you jackass, I told you not to make any moves and now you drag her to some remote location? I said I wanted to be there to watch the show if something happened!'

'Rebekah!'

I yell exasperated, making Matt snort with laughter. But Rebekah doesn't even seem faced by my distress as she continues.

'In any case, tonight is punishment for not listening because you sure as hell aren't going to like where we're going...'

Matt stops laughing instantly, squinting his eyes at the phone as he murmurs.

'Rebekah, what are you up to? Where are we going exactly?'

'One word, three syllables ...Kar-a-oke!'

'Oh, hell no!'

Matt instantly rejects the idea, waving his hands in the air causing me to crackle up with laughter. You hate karaoke. I hold my hand over my mouth, trying to stifle my laughter as Rebekah sings from the other end of the line.

'That's called payback sweetie, 'cause we're going!'

I swear I can see the blood draining from his face as I whisper between my giggles.

'Karma is a bitch...'

'...So are the two of you.'

He grunts but I'm not even listening, too caught up laughing about the fact that Rebekah is sitting somewhere on a toilet singing out loud. The sound of her voice probably makes other people around believe she's trying to strangle a cat in there. Those genes were sure as hell only passed over to me. I laugh, but she instantly stops as she hears Matt's remark and hisses.

'Did you just call my sister a bitch?'

'Technically, I called both of you bitches for making me come along for this!'

He grumbles through gritted teeth, so not happy about this, making it all the funnier.

'Don't bore me with your technicalities! She has nothing to do with this. It's my idea, so don't talk to her like that!'

Rebekah snaps as Matt throws his hands in the air in desperation and utters.

'She's the one making fun of me right now, while you're pressuring me into going along to your bloody karaoke night! I don't want to go.'

'I don't give a flying fuck about what you want, or what she's doing. Don't speak to my sister like that!'

'Alright, fine. I'm sorry! Though Lex doesn't seem to mind it, she's crying her eyes out with laughter here...'

Matt mocks, stomping his feet in the grass while I giggle.

'Seriously, Bheks. It's fine.'

'Alright, if you say so...'

'You believe her and not me?! A great friend you are.'

Matt groans annoyed at Rebekah, making her snap in return.

'For starters, she's my twin sister. I've got some more reasons for believing her over you, but you both don't want me to mention those out loud... Besides, I don't feel like becoming your target, so I'll leave it with that for now.'

Before Rebekah can continue her ranting toward Matt we hear a knock on the door, Tyler's faint voice coming from behind it.

'Oh shit, I gotta go... Meet us at the boulevard in an hour or so, I can't survive much longer than that. And Matt, behave. Bitch out!'

Rebekah whispers in a panic before hanging up. I throw aside my phone, and can't help but chuckle again as he looks like he just saw a ghost.

'You still hate it that much, huh?'

I ask unable to keep the humor out of my voice. He rolls his eyes falling back in the grass grunting frustrated.

'She bloody well knows I don't do karaoke.'

'Why though? I've heard you sing before, you're not that bad...'

He quirks his brow, probably amazed I even remember as he sighs.

'That's exactly the point... Rebekah has been bothering me for years about it. I like singing as long as it's in the shower or the car, alone, not when a bunch of people are listening in on it.'

'Are you saying you got stage fright, Matty Blackwell?'

I giggle, not remembering ever seeing him bashful about something like this before.

'If that's the case, it's nothing to be ashamed of.'

'Easy for you to say, beautiful. You've been on stage for most of your life. We common folk aren't that happy when a big crowd is turned our way...'

I give him a shove, earning a grin back in return as I mutter.

'You think I'm not anxious every time I get on a stage? Dream on...'

He sits up a little, shaking his head in disbelief as he murmurs.

'Yeah right...'

'Nope, I'm nervous as hell. My hands shake like a leaf every time before I get out my first note. After that, I get completely absorbed in the music and forget about everything around me.'

'It's never noticeable on your face though...'

He murmurs softly and I confusedly look his way. How would you know? I ask myself since I don't recall him ever being there.

'You've never...'

I say unable to finish my sentence as Matt instantly looks away from me, cursing softly before he confesses.

'I have... Every single one to be exact.'

'What?!'

I squeal, not knowing where to look as I stutter.

'T-That's impossible, you were...'

'In Vegas? I've always loved your singing, ever since we were little. I've been to every one of your concerts in the states, beautiful. It was sorta my way to stay connected to you even though I moved away.'

'You d-did?'

'Guess that cat's out of the bag now... Rebekah would always brag on the phone about where you were going next, and how you were becoming a superstar. She knows I've been to a few, never told her I went to every one of them though. The ones I couldn't go to, I've watched through live streams.'

'You know that if you wanted to see or talk to me there's this thing called a phone?! You're honestly telling me you've traveled all over the country, just so you could see me sing?!'

I yelp, my cheeks fiery red because of his revelation. O MY GOD! My brain suddenly clicks remembering which time he first came back to town. That means... H-He saw the concert in Paris too?! Matt who is suddenly timid as well now that I've just caught him with a massive secret, one he wasn't planning to tell, murmurs quietly.

'It's not like you called either.'

'I also didn't stalk your workplace in Vegas!'

I scream, not knowing what else to say. How could I have called you when I was heartbroken? Hearing his voice only would've made the pain worse, which is why I always got the hell out of dodge when Rebekah and he were on the phone. I can't believe this! A part of me feels flattered that even with him so far away, he still kept an eye on me. But the larger part of me is utterly mortified right now by everything he must've heard me sing through the years! O... My... God... I get pulled out of my frozen state as Matt mutters frustratedly.

'I didn't bloody stalk you! I just came to hear you sing, beautiful. Nothing more.'

I bite my lip, looking up at him hesitantly as I ask.

'Why did you never come backstage?'

'Because I wasn't sure you'd even want me there in the first place? And judging by your reaction, I was right.'

'I-It's not that, it's just... Every frikkin' show?'

I can't help but be skeptical. There were a lot! Besides Matt was always the Rock and Roll kind of guy, so to hear him say he followed me everywhere around is kind of unbelievable to hear. It makes me wonder if this is just another one of his games, trying to do my head in, or if he's actually being truthful about it. But the look on his face doesn't leave any room for doubt, it's true alright. His eyes linger on my necklace for a second, though he doesn't say anything about it and whispers between a sigh.

'Yeah, every frikkin' one, ever since your graduation...'

G-Graduation too?! I gulp silently. Not even daring to ask that aloud, knowing that at the time it probably was for the best that I didn't see him there. He shakes his head, a soft smile on his face as he stands up.

'Can we drop this now? You were never supposed to know about this in the first place.'

Gladly! I think to myself as I give him a nod. This is way too embarrassing... Matt seems to agree, flexing his muscles as he stretches his limbs and says.

'Are you going to come along? I wanna have another quick dip in the water before we have to go...'

I shake my head, pointing to my messy curls as I joke.

'No, I'm fine. If I do that, I'll never be able to fix this mess before going to the others.'

He nods, already walking back over to the waterfall. I draw my knees up, leaning my head on them as I gaze at Matt's back before he disappears in the water memories of last night flashing before my eyes. I can't believe he actually thought I was disgusted by his body, is he out of his damn mind? I sigh my eyes searching for him. Every piece of his body is built to perfection. His muscles are not as thick as those of a bodybuilder, or a boxer, but outlined just so you'll be able to follow every line.

How could I ever be repulsed by that buff piece of sexiness? I grunt as he dives back up from the water, dragging a hand through his perfectly messy hair. Goddamn! Every tattooed line on his body only enhances his masculinity, even more, making me swoon. Your scars don't bother me in the slightest, Matty. They actually give you another gruff edge... It's just the memories from how and why he got them that got to me yesterday, I had never looked at them ever since the accident. I guess both of us have fessed up on some secrets these past twenty-four hours. I breathe, recalling his reaction when he found out I was the one who'd been with him right after the crash. The hurt in his eyes was visible as clear as day as the gentle touch of his fingers tried to soothe me. I never in a million years dreamt the two of us would have that conversation, but in the end, I'm glad we did... I smile as Matt turns to me, still in the water.

He keeps his eyes trained on me as he gets up, little drops of water rolling down his abbs. Making his impeccably shaped body glisten under the sun. Fucking hell! I gulp, unable to avert my eyes as he leaves the water. Why do you have to look like a fucking God?! I bite my lip, a groan of satisfaction nearly leaving my lips as I continue to gawk at him, his V-line bewitching my eyes to travel further down. Sweet lord... His silky shorts hang low on his hips, clinging to his thighs like a second skin. Almost daring me to tear them away on the spot, if only to find out how far those alluring lines reach. I'm supposed to be the one seducing you, not the other way around! I curse clenching my thighs together as he ruffles his hair with one hand trying to get rid of the leftover water, a smirk plastered on his face as he lazily strolls up to me.

'Enjoying the view, gorgeous?'

He grins, stopping right in front of me. I drag my eyes back up over his body until our eyes meet and I grunt.

'You're so full of yourself.'

And for good reason, damn! I cuss silently, not about to tell him that as I force myself to keep my gaze trained on his face. Don't you dare please him even more by looking back down again! I instruct myself as he gives me a crooked smile and says.

'I like that look on your face when you're almost devouring me with your eyes. Can't say I didn't do the same when you were standing underneath that waterfall earlier...'

I huff rolling my eyes before looking to the side, trying to play off his compliment but failing miserably at it as I can't keep a smirk off my face. Oh, I know you were doing the same alright... The look in your eyes made me want to jump your freaking bones! I bite the inside of my cheek, not knowing how much longer I can hold myself back before actually doing it. The grin on his face only grows wider as he walks over to his bag, first handing me a towel before getting out my clothes.

'You've gotta be fucking kidding me!'

I swear as he hands me a single piece of clothing. A tight-fitted red dress with an extremely low cut to the stomach. It's one I've saved from one of my tours. The only thing I'm missing at the moment is a short top that's supposed to go underneath it!

'Where's the rest? If you made yourself comfortable enough to go through my damn stuff, at least grab all of it.'

'Oh, sorry. Here you go...'

He rummages through the bag again, looking smug as he hands me my underwear. Jesus fuck! I swear, my cheeks immediately flushing bright red. It is one of my most expensive sets of lingerie, a black lace see-through bra and thong from Victoria Secret. What can I say? I love to treat myself to beautiful underwear, even if I don't have someone to show them to... Although I'm starting to regret those choices right now! I grunt, making Matt chuckle softly. A devilish grin plastered on his face as he says.

'You have impeccable taste in underwear, beautiful. I had a hard time choosing...'

'Oh, shut up!'

I snap scrambling to my feet looking around for my old clothes.

'Don't bother searching for them, I already got those packed up. You're wearing that... Trust me, you'll look amazing.'

'I'll look like a damn hooker!'

I cuss, glaring at him as I walk to the bushes to change. Reluctantly I put on the outfit Matt chose for me, trying to cover as much skin as possible with the little fabric available. This is a nightmare! After fidgeting for a few minutes, I give up and walk back to Matt who's already wearing a black tank and a dark pair of trousers. He's sitting on a rock close to the water, gazing over his shoulder at the waterfall behind him. I quickly grab my phone from my blanket and snap a picture of him sitting there against the mesmerizing backdrop. This is a keeper. As soon as he hears the clicking sound of the camera he smiles a little as he says turning to me.

'Sneaky little thing, you could've~'

He stops midsentence, swallowing his words as he looks me over from head to toe.

'I could've what?'

I grin, putting my hands on my hips and pushing up my breasts deciding to make use out of the situation. You brought this one on yourself... I smirk as I do a little turn, giving him a good look at my back and butt as I ask.

'I could've worn something less revealing. Are you sure people won't mistake me for a prostitute?'

'You look everything but a prostitute right now, dios mio...'

He rasps right behind me, dragging a finger over my bare back making me shudder before turning me back around. His eyes burn with passion as he grasps my hips and looks down at my cleavage.

'I must admit, I'm questioning my own judgment right now...'

'And why is that?'

I ask, softly clicking my tongue as I push myself against him. He smirks, his fingers holding my chin as he whispers back in a gruff voice.

'Because I'm not sure I want anyone else to see how smoking hot you are right now.'

I can't help but smile satisfied while taking a step back from him as I drag my hand through the tangled mess that's called my hair. My fingers getting stuck between the knots as I ask.

'You don't happen to have something on you that can fix this?'

'Of course, I do.'

He winks ushering me to sit down. Seriously? I blink as I do as he says, following his steps as he gets out my cosmetic bag and a comb. He really did think of everything, I smile to myself as he sits down behind me.

'W-What are you doing?'

He snickers softly, handing me my bag over my shoulder as he says.

'Brushing your hair, so you can do your make-up in the meantime since we're running a bit late. I reckon it's not unusual for people to work your hair while you get ready?'

'N-No... But it's strange when you're the one doing it.'

I murmur, going through my bag and searching for a flask before handing it over to him as I say.

'Just ...don't rip my hair out, will you? This will help with the frizz.'

'You'll be fine, I'm not that bad.'

He chuckles softly at my cautiousness as he sprays some of my miracle product over my still-damp curls. Please! Please, don't ruin my hair! I plead in silence as he gently starts to brush my locks with a large comb, beginning with the ends. But to my surprise, his fingers hold my locks to make sure he doesn't pull on my head as he swiftly continues to detangle the knots one by one.

'You're actually quite good at this...'

I tell him softly after a minute or two while I search through my bag for my eye pencil and mascara.

'I used to do my sister's hair all the time when we were little.'

He smiles as his fingers softly pull back the rest of my hair while he works his way up.

'Rosa? How is she? I haven't seen her in ages...'

'As bubbly as ever. She's still living at home, but I can tell she wants to move out. She's hesitant to leave because mamá won't have anyone left to fondle over anymore, also afraid it'll drive padre mad.'

I fall silent for a moment, putting away my pencil as I whisper.

'I've never met your parents... They sound like lovely people though.'

He laughs in response, his tone filled with humor as he says.

'They would love you. Especially mamá, although she would probably stuff you with food saying you'd need some meat on your bones.'

'I remember Rebekah wouldn't eat for an entire day if she was going to your place. And in her case, that says something!'

'She just likes to take care of people, a lot.'

I smile at the loving tone in his voice when he's speaking about his mother and father. I can't believe that in all these years I've never been to his house. Most of the time he was at our place. Rebekah has gone there a hand full of times, but that's about it. Not even with his~  I don't even care to finish my thoughts jerking up as I yell.

'Hold on a minute!'

'What? I didn't pull!'

Matt defends himself, instantly letting go of my hair making me chuckle.

'I know you didn't. But something just dawned on me...'

I turn my head, looking at him from over my shoulder as I murmur.

'I've never given you a birthday present...'

'Lex...'

'O my God, I can't believe I've never given you something in return.'

I ramble distracted as I brush my fingers over the necklace he gave me years ago. He sighs, turning back my head so he can continue as he says.

'You couldn't have. I was never home for them, remember?'

I try to turn my head back in his direction but he stops me, keeping it in place as he continues brushing my hair and says.

'Rebekah wasn't able to come either. My parents always gave me the choice. Either I could have a party, or we would visit relatives in Spain. I figured I could see my friends whenever I wanted so I'd choose to go there every year.'

'Now that you mention it, I totally forgot about that... Rebekah used to nag for days on end that she couldn't wish you a happy birthday in the flesh.'

'Oh, I know! She made it her mission every year again to make up for it once I got back.'

He chuckles from behind me as I quickly apply some mascara, making sure I don't stab myself in the eye as I murmur.

'Still, I think it's sweet you choose family over your own birthday with friends. Including your eighteenth... Not many guys would do the same.'

'Yeah, yeah... Enough with the praises, beautiful.'

He murmurs as I put on a bright red lipstick before shoving everything back in my purse and I turn to Matt, my eyes serious as I say.

'I still feel guilty for never giving you something in return while you bought me this gorgeous necklace.'

He glances over to my neck, a look in his eyes I can't decipher as he whispers a little uncomfortably.

'No, it's nothing... I uhh, I'm just glad you liked it.'

His eyes wander around, not looking me in the eyes as he does the front of my hair.

'Don't even try and talk me out of this. Your birthday is in a few weeks and you're getting a gift, that's the end of it.'

I tell him crossing my arms, letting him know I'm serious about this. He sighs, finally making eye contact with me as he mutters.

'Fine. Just don't exaggerate, alright?'

I roll my eyes, a smile on my face not answering his plea as I already have something in mind. That'll be perfect! I grin and he shakes his head kneading my curls with his hands as a finishing touch before letting go. He smirks content with his work, dragging his finger over my neck and jaw as he whispers.

'Precioso...'

Gorgeous... His words and touch immediately leave me breathless as I tilt my head back slightly closing my eyes. He barely ever utters a word in Spanish to me, since there are only a few words I can decipher. Maybe that's a good thing too since it makes you even more irresistible... I breathe as his fingertips trickle down over my skin and he continues in a low voice.

'You should wear your hair like this more often. Neat curls don't suit you, beautiful. They should be wild, untameable, like you.'

I smile shyly as I let my eyes flutter back open and ask.

'What is it with you and my hair?'

He gives me a cheeky smile, wrapping a lock around his finger as he chuckles.

'What can I say? I'm a sucker for curly hair... The same goes for you with ink and nipple piercings, doesn't it?'

He smirks, quirking his brow as I blush deeply while getting to my feet.

'I dunno what you're talking about...'

I murmur, averting my eyes as I search for my shoes. Quickly slipping them on, as graceful as possible with this short dress. God. He isn't going to let go of that, is he? I grumble to myself as Matt gathers the rest of our stuff. Before we leave I take out my phone once more, walking over to Matt who's still crouched down on the floor, folding the blanket.

'Come here, doofus. We'll have something to remember this place by.'

I tell him before swinging my arms around his neck and putting the camera in selfie mode. He gives me a cheeky smile as I pull a funny face, snapping a picture of us together. I glance at the photo, more specifically Matt's handiwork, my arms still wrapped around his neck as I giggle.

'I look like a lion with those fluffy curls.'

'The sexiest lion I've ever seen...'

He winks getting up as I let go of him. Headshaking I get up as well, looking over the picture one more time. It's cute... I blush, seeing the playful look on Matt's face before sending it over to him and shoving my phone in my pocket as we start heading back. After we get into a cab Matt instructs the driver to head back to the hotel first so he can drop off the bag before we're going to the boulevard where Rebekah and Tyler are waiting for us.

Once we get there Matt wraps an arm around my side gluing me to his hip as we walk along the strip, searching for the both of them. I notice several people, both men and women, turning their heads in our direction as we walk by. Jesus, we must look like a couple... I think, biting my lip as Matt suddenly whispers.

'You're not leaving my side tonight, you look way too attractive...'

'You're one to talk. Every fucking girl we pass is almost drowning my feet with their drool.'

I bite out and I can't help but squint my eyes at some of them as they're almost unclothing him with their eyes.

'Do I sense some jealousy, miss Davins?'

'You wish.'

I snap, biting the inside of my cheek. Luckily we spot Tyler and Rebekah waving at us from a distance and I let go of him running up to my sister, giving her a hug. She returns my hold, ruffling my hair as she laughs.

'Someone looks ready for a night out...'

'Don't even start.'

I threaten, looking over my shoulder to Matt who has one of his hands in his pocket a grin still lingering on his mouth. Hopeless. I sigh turning my attention back to Tyler, quirking an eyebrow as I tell him.

'It really should be illegal for a rapper like you to wear those kinds of clothes.'

I point at his Hawaiian blouse, covered in colorful flowers not matching his personality in the slightest making Matt burst out in laughter. Tyler crosses his arms looking over to Rebekah as he grumbles.

'I told you it looked ridiculous.'

She snickers back at him before grabbing me by the arm as she snorts.

'It's payback for my deceased feet.'

'And you call yourself a shopaholic...'

Tyler retorts, having heard her loud and clear. I shake my head laughing as I turn to Matt and tell him, my voice deadly serious.

'Don't you dare ever wear something like ...that.'

'Not planning on it.'

He chuckles throwing a sorry look over to Tyler. The four of us head over to the karaoke place Rebekah was talking about earlier. Tyler chatting a bit with Matt while I walk arm in arm with my sister. She looks at me from the side a smile hinting on her lips as she asks softly.

'So... Did anything else happen between the two of you?'

I glance over to Matt, whose eyes are wandering over to me every few seconds before going back to the conversation he's having with Tyler as I whisper.

'Not specifically... His surprise was really sweet though, the scenery was gorgeous.'

'Uh-huh... Which view are we talking about exactly?'

She teases and I give her a little shove as I grumble reluctantly.

'Both.'

'You still like him, don't you?'

She asks, her voice more serious. I make sure the boys aren't listening in on us before I murmur to Rebekah.

'How can I not? It's just~'

'You're afraid.'

I nod, biting my lip. A sigh escapes her mouth, understanding where I'm coming from as she mutters confusedly.

'Then why agree to this stupid bet?'

'I don't know! A moment of weakness? You know how I get whenever someone dares me to do something.'

'More specifically, when Matt dares you to do something.'

She grunts, tilting her head and earning another nod.

'I'm not sure how much longer I can resist him though...'

I groan, confessing to her that I'm almost reaching my limit making Rebekah chuckle as she glances toward the boys and says.

'With what you're wearing tonight? You've got nothing to be worried about, he can't keep his eyes off you.'

I smirk a little satisfied, looking his way as she suddenly stops in her tracks. I look up to see why she has stopped when I notice we're here already and I mutter.

'I really don't get it. It doesn't matter to which karaoke bar you go to, they're all owned by Japanese folk.'

Making the others laugh at my statement, we walk through the door. A foreign woman quickly comes our way, guiding us to our booth as Matt once again takes his place next to me instead of Rebekah, who's already sitting down next to Tyler. Matt's mood seems to have turned down a couple of notches now that we're inside, already fearing what's to come.

'You'll be fine.'

I whisper in a humorous voice as we both sit down together. He lays an arm over my shoulders pulling me close as he grunts.

'I'll get her back for this...'

'Just remember, she's probably going to be the one that sounds the worse out of all of us. That should easily give you the confidence to get behind the mike.'

I giggle making him laugh as well. Before long we get served our drinks and it's time to start. Rebekah and I lay out a rule between us to the boys, telling them we're only allowed to pick songs at random. One we made up years ago since I'm already beneficial, as is Tyler in this scenario since we're professional singers and it wouldn't be fair to them otherwise. Matt grumbles even harder hearing this but complies begrudgingly as Tyler is the first one to get on stage. He sings his heart out, making Matt churn in his seat even more uncomfortably. Poor baby... I smile resting my legs over his, holding his hand in mine as I whisper.

'You'll do great.'

He gives me half a smile, his fingers playing with mine as Rebekah heads over to the stage. Giddy with excitement as she pushes the button and grabs the mike giving it all she has. Literally. Tyler looks our way, stunned as he tries to hold his laughter.

'Look, Ty didn't know what he bargained for either...'

I joke to Matt whose shoulders start to shake softly with laughter as he murmurs between clenched teeth.

'Jesus fuck, you were right. The years haven't exactly been kind to her, if we're regarding her voice. She's still bloody awful!'

I place my hand over my mouth giggling softly as I try to defend her.

'Hey, that's still my sister...'

I wince as she hits, or tries to hit, a high note. Making me smile awkwardly at Matt as I admit.

'Okay, you're right. It sounds as if some higher force is trying to kill us.'

We all take a deep breath of relief as soon as she's finished and she glances at Tyler, smiling happily waiting for his reaction.

'You, uhhh... You were great, sweetheart.'

He laughs, trying to sound as convincing as possible making Rebekah burst out in laughter as she plops back down next to him. She kisses him on the cheek as she says humored by his attempt to compliment her.

'I love you for trying, but I know my voice is bloody terrible so don't bother. This is the only place I'll ever sing if that'll make you feel more at ease?'

'It most certainly does.'

He grins, giving her a kiss back. I look at Matt who's pleading with his eyes for me to go first, but I shake my head and say.

'There's no way you can be worse than her. Come on, grab the bull by the horns and go for it.'

I take my legs off of his and give him a little shove urging him to get up there. He sighs, giving a small nod while dragging his feet over to the mike. He throws another glare at Rebekah while pushing the random button waiting for his song to come up. Payphone by Maroon 5. He huffs a sigh of relief seeing the title pop up on the screen as he murmurs.

'At least I know this one by heart.'

He glances over to me shifting his feet, still feeling out of place as he starts to sing. He doesn't even have to keep his eyes on the screen, remembering the lyrics perfectly as he keeps his eyes trained solely on me. Even though the vocals are pretty high, he hits every single one of them with no problem. The look in his eyes serious as he sings each word as if they were dedicated to me. Why this song though? I ask myself almost feeling a little offended. It feels like he's blaming me for all that happened... I squint, not sure what to make of this as he continues to make my heart wrench. By the time he's halfway through, I'm fed up with it and before he or the others have realized it I've walked up to him grabbing the other mike. You're not the only one who knows all the damn words of this song. I grumble as I take over the rap verse from Wiz Khalifa, looking him dead in the eyes.

'Telling me had chances I blew up, or whatever you call it.
Switch the number to my phone, so you never could call it.
Don't need my name on my show, you can tell that I'm balling.
Swish~ what a shame could have got picked.
Had a really good game, but you missed your last shot!'

Stunned to silence he lowers the mike a little, his eyes still focused on me as I snap the last phrases to him.

'Wished I'd go away, got what you was looking for.
Now it's me who they want.
...So you can go and take that little piece of shit with you!'

I instantly drop the mike to the floor as soon as I'm done, stalking out of the room and heading out the backdoor to the terras. Goddamn jackass! I curse to myself, folding my arms around me as if that would protect me. How dare he... Not a minute later Matt comes out of the backdoor as well, walking up to me with big strides as he asks.

'What the hell was that about?'

'I could ask you the same thing!'

I yell, looking over at him furiously. Really? You're going to put this on me?! He furs his brows in annoyance, now going on the defensive as well as he shouts.

'What did I do now?!'

'You're kidding, right?!'

'Like hell I a. What the fuck is going on, Lex?'

'Oh no, I'm not going there! It doesn't matter, just forget about it and leave me the fuck alone!'

I snap turning my back to him. How stupid is he?! I groan, with a heavy heart as Matt takes another step towards me and says.

'No. You're not doing this again, answer me. Because it does matter, otherwise you wouldn't be like this right now. So no more walking away, Lex. Tell me what's going on...'

I jerk my head back in his direction, still furious as I grind my teeth.

'Why? Why would you sing that song specifically to me?'

He looks at me quizically as he murmurs.

'That song came out when I left for Vegas... It summed up what I was feeling at the time, which is why I sang it to you just now.'

'How you were feeling?! This has got to be a joke!'

I spit, my fists trembling with rage. He blinks a few times not understanding my reaction as he mutters.

'Sorry to disappoint.'

I shake my head, almost laughing at the irony. He was feeling fucked-up after he left? Now that's a good one! I curse pulling my hair out of frustration. I can't bloody believe this! I swear madly to myself, shaking from anger. He grabs a hold of my shoulders, forcing me to look his way as I bite back tears and scream.

'You've got some goddamn nerve turning this on me while you were the one to break my fucking heart!'

I blurt out, my eyes growing wide as I cover my mouth withholding me from saying anything more. Crap! Bewildered he takes a step back, letting go of me as he asks his voice filled with disbelief.

'I did ...what?'