I smiled, giving the lady her change. It was one of the hottest days of summer today and music was playing and kids were coming in and out of the bakery not only for the milkshakes and smoothies but also for the homemade ice cream that was recently put onto the menu. Music was playing and everyone was so happy and cheerful.

"Hi, sweetheart," I said to the young girl at the counter. "What can I get you?"

"Um, c-can I have a strawberry smoothie?" She asked.

I nodded, telling one of the cooks in the back. Frank walked into the store just then and I smiled as he walked behind the counter to give me a kiss. He helped out behind the counter with his mom and myself. As soon as my shift was done I walked out of the bakery with him.

"It's so hot," I mumbled. "I wanna cool off, can we go swimming?"

"Of course we can," he said. "Come on, let's get home."

Frank smiled and we went back home. I quickly changed into a cute little pink swimsuit before hurrying out to the pool. It was refreshing when I jumped in, cold water surrounding me. Frank jumped in after me and I shrieked happily as he splashed me.

"So, I have some piña coladas being made for us," he said. "It should be really good with this heat."

I smiled happily, giving him a kiss.

"Virgin?" I asked.

"Nope," he said.

I smiled, going back under the water. I swam around just above the ground of the pool, water swishing around me. I swam back to the surface, looking around. Frank was watching me fondly and I blushed.

"What?" I asked.

"Nothing, you're just so pretty I can't stop staring," he said.

I smiled, wrapping my arms around his shoulders. I nipped at his neck gently and he sucked in a breath.

"Baby Boy, you keep doing that and I might just have to fuck you," he said.

"No, it's too hot for that," I said.

But I knew I was being a tease and I giggled as I swam off. A man brought two tall glasses of pina coladas and set the tray down onto the little table by the outdoor chairs. Frank got out and sat down on one of the chairs, grabbing his drink. I followed suit, planting myself right down in Frank's lap so my ass pressed against his crotch.

"Jesus, some warning," he muttered, nearly spilling his drink.

"Sorry, Daddy," I replied innocently.

Frank smiled softly and kissed my cheek. I picked up my drink and sighed in relief when I tasted the cold drink. The sun was radiating down on me, warming my skin quickly.

"It's so hot," I complained. "I like summer and all but I usually end up hating because of how downright hot it is. But thankfully you actually have really good air conditioning system here or else I would be sweating my balls off."

Frank snorted, shaking his head.

"How precious," he said.

I chuckled, holding his hand. I pulled out the stick with the pineapple, handing it to Frank.

"I feel like you're subliminally trying to tell me something," he said as he ate the pineapple.

I frowned in confusion before I realized and blushed.

"Well, you don't need it," I said. "Doesn't hurt, though."

"Well, I guess I will be adding pineapple to my regular diet," he said.

I giggled, kissing his cheek.

"Maybe I'll just have to have a little taste now," I said, my hand on his thigh.

"Teasing again," Frank tsked, shaking his head.

"I don't know what you're talking about," I denied innocently.

I stood up, wanting to go back to the pool. Frank squeezed my ass and I gasped in surprise, swatting his hand away.

"Nuh uh, Daddy," I denied.

Frank bit his lip as he looked me over. I walked back to the pool, knowingly swaying my hips more than necessary. But when I looked back at Frank I saw him watching me, a dark look on his face.

I smirked, jumping into the pool. Frank didn't take long to join me, wrapping his arms around me. I giggled as I swam around drink piña coladas until the sun began to set and it thankfully got cooler. Frank and I sat in the hot tub, holding hands as music played on the wall mounted speakers quietly.

"Okay, if you were trapped on a desert island with only one thing, what would it be?" I asked.

"You," he replied.

"You can't say me," I said, rolling my eyes.

"Alright then, hm, I would probably bring...fuck," Frank muttered. "Everything's too important."

"Your go to comfort item," I said. "I'd bring Daisy."

Frank nodded. "I would bring the picture on my nightstand."

"The picture of you and me in Paris?" I asked and he nodded. "Awe, Daddy, you're so sweet."

"Alright, if you could only listen to one song for the rest of your life then what would it be?" He asked.

"Um, oh," I muttered. "Probably a Smashing Pumpkins song. Maybe There it Goes, I like There it Goes. What about you?"

A small blush formed over Frank's cheeks. "It might sound a little dumb but I would choose this one italian lullaby that my mom and grandma used to sing to me when I was little."

"Can you sing it for me?" I asked hopefully.

"Maybe some other time, Little Prince," He said.

"I want you to teach me Italian," I said. "Your family always makes me feel so welcome and part of the family but I always feel a little left out culturally."

"Yeah, I can teach you," Frank said.

"I've never been very good with languages," I admitted. "I had a really hard time in high school French class."

Frank chuckled softly and he stood up.

"Where are you going?" I asked.

"I'm just gonna change the temperature a little bit now that it's getting colder and turn the jets up," he said.

I nodded, watching him walk away. He wasn't gone long and I felt the jets pick up. He joined me again, sitting closer this time with his arm around my shoulders.

"Hi," I said quietly with a small giggle.

Frank smiled, giving me a kiss. His hand caressed my cheek before moving to hold the back of my neck, tangling his hand into my hair. I whimpered softly from the tender, passionate kiss. I let out a soft breath, moving to straddle his hips.

"I love you," I whispered.

"I love you too," he mumbled.

I bit at Frank's bottom lip gently he he hummed.

"Frankie?" I asked quietly.

"Yeah?" He asked.

I was quiet, my finger gently running over the chain around his neck before moving to one of the flower tattoos on his collarbone. Little droplets of water glistened on his toned skin, slowly dripping down his chest.

"I think that I would like to move to Paris with you," I said.

"Really?" He asked. "I would love to live in Paris with you. I'm going to get you a penthouse apartment in Paris, it'll have the greatest view of the Eiffel Tower."

"How much would that cost?" I asked a little nervously.

"Only about twenty million," he said.

I sucked in a sharp breath and shook my head.

"No, no, too much," I denied. "We can just get a little cottage out on more of the outskirts of town."

"It isn't too much," he denied. "It's not just a hotel we're staying at, this is an investment, this is a home. A home we'll be living in for a long time, a home we'll be potentially raising our kids in."

"I don't know, it's a lot of money," I said.

"It's Paris, Baby, everything's expensive," he said. "It's a good investment, a forever home for us. And our children could have the home when they grow up and they could raise their own families there."

"How do you have so much money?" I muttered. "I didn't know you could make so much money just selling some little stuffed animals. My stuffed animals aren't even that good."

"What are you talking about?" He asked. "Your stuffed animals are absolutely gorgeous, people love them, I don't think there has ever been stuffed animals that sold so fast before."

"Really?" I asked hopefully. "People actually like them?"

"People love them," he said. "And I made arrangements with a local orphanage for you and me to go there and give them the free stuffed animals that you wanted to donate."

"Really?" I asked, completely lighting up.

Frank nodded and I smiled, pressing my lips against his. I kissed him roughly, my hips grinding down against his.

"Shit," he muttered. "Come on now, let's go to the playroom."

"Nuh uh, I wanna do it right here," I said.

"Outside?" He asked.

"No one's around," I said with a smirk.

"God I love you," he muttered.

I giggled, kissing him roughly. Frank groaned quietly and I kissed along his neck.

"You're so fucking pretty, Baby," he muttered.

He squeezed my ass and I whimpered, rocking my hips. My stomach was twisting, my body heating up from the inside out. Frank's phone rang and he ignored it, pulling my body close. It was a slightly difficult task as my suit clung to my body but he managed to pull it off, tossing it aside. His hand wrapped around my semi and I whimpered, my hips rutting forward.

"Fuck," he muttered when his phone rang again.

Frank wiped his hand dry on the towels beside us before picking up his phone, pressing it to his ear.

"What?" He asked, clearly slightly annoyed.

I frowned in confusion as I watched, gently playing with his chain necklace. Frank's face gradually turned more and more sour as the person on the phone talked. He was serious, I don't think I've ever seen him like this before.

"Daddy?" I whimpered.

"I have to go, Baby Boy," he said. "I'll be back soon."

Frank moved out of the hot tub quickly and I frowned in confusion. I sat there, almost thinking he was gonna come back as I sat naked and alone in the hot tub. I sighed and stood up, wrapping a towel around my waist. I quickly drank the last of my piña colada before going upstairs. I took a quick shower and changed into some warm pajamas. I waited in bed for Frank to come home and cuddle but as it neared three in the morning I fell asleep with the tv on all alone in bed.