oh yeah, and an update today. y'all put a smile on my face as much as i hope i put on yours :)

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The sun shone through the window of the bus trailer. I could feel the heat radiating off my skin even through the glass.

"Get up," Anthony said, as i feel him kiss my back.

I feel the notebook I fell asleep with last night resting in my hand.

"Morning." I yawned against the sheet.

"Today, babe, we're going to Havasu Falls."

I look at him for a moment, confused.

He giggles. "A waterfall in Arizona where you can dive off, surrounded by beautiful rocks and a stunning scenery. I thought we'd loosen up since it's freaking hot out."

"That sounds like fun."

"Yeah, but you need to get up now."

I roll my eyes and pull the blankets over me. "Five more minutes," I said.

He laughs with an adorable snort, attacking my neck with kisses and nibbling on my ear, pulling himself on top of me from behind. We settle there for a little while until I realise the book is still in my hand, hiding it under the blankets and sit up, causing Anthony to get up as well.

"Don't wanna be late then," I said, heading to the bathroom. He slapped my butt on the way out.

♬

I sit back on the rocks in my shorts and bra, clutching my knees in discomfort as I watch the guys each dive in one by one, Anthony and Flea butt naked. It's nothing I haven't seen before with Anthony, I suppose. I smirk with that thought.

"Come on, Wren, aren't you gonna come in?" Anthony shouts from the bottom of the water.

"No thanks, Little Mermaid," I shout back.

He climbs back up the top again, his hair soaking wet and water oozing from his sexy body. God, I want to jump in there so bad but I just can't. I never liked diving, the thought of it scares me. And besides, I'm not exactly what one might call body confident.

He crouches down in front of me, rubbing my arm. "You're not coming in with me?"

He kisses me, and I shake my head no.

"Aw, that's too bad. Because I would hate for you to miss out...especially in that black two piece swimsuit, damn. My cock is throbbing."

I shove him playfully as my first instinct of attack. I'm always embarrassed when it comes to this stuff.

"I know you want this," he motions to his body. "And, this too."

He picks me up suddenly and I shriek, then throws me into the water. I feel my body crashing into the cold water, cooling down my entire being as bubbles form everywhere; i feel myself sinking down as I hear cheering from above me. I swim up and smooth my hair back, poking my tongue out at Anthony.

"Now you've got the spirit," he shouts from above.

"Come down here Antwan!" John shouts.

Anthony splashes in and I turn around, water getting into my eyes.

"Antwan?" I said, laughing.

"Yeah, Antwan the Swan. It's his nickname, didn't he tell you?" said Flea.

I chuckle. "No, why do you call him that?"

"No reason, it just rhymes."

Anthony floats back up, grabbing me by my waist and placing sloppy kisses all over me.

"Easy tiger," I said, pressing a finger to his wild lips.

"Can't be tamed," he said, smirking.

"I noticed."

I float back for a little and enjoy it, the atmosphere of the Arizona weather relaxing my body; I feel like wet rags right about now. I suddenly feel my bra unclasp with the pressure of the water, sending me into a state of panic. I sit up and cover my boobs, sinking lower into the water feeling around, trying to find my bra in a frenzy.

"What happened?" Anthony asked.

"Can't find my...bra," I said.

He smirks, swimming closer to me. "Oh really?"

He scoots his hand up to my breast, giving it a squeeze. "You don't need it, baby."

"As much as I think you're sweet for saying that, I want my bra back."

"Later," he said, pecking my lips.

The other three holler. After an unsettling amount of time trying to find my bra, we're finished swimming around and relaxing after about and hour or so. I squeeze my hair and opened the door to the van, waiting for my turn to shower.

I found Anthony, still dripping wet but with clothes on, hovering over one of the bunks, next to my black jean shorts which had the cocaine stashed in it, and my journal next to it, that has the poem I wrote out for Anthony.

Thinking he found the coke, I panicked and said, "Oh my God Anthony I can explain-"

"Baby," he said, holding up my notebook, giving me a loving smile. "This is beautiful. God, I knew you were talented, but this is just incredible."

"You think so?"

"I know so."

He kisses my lips and embraces me in a hug.

I wrap my arms around him as he says, "You really feel that way about me, babe?"

I pull away to look at him. "Of course I do, Anthony. I was too hesitant to read that out as it's very personal, but it's actually good, good that you know."

He smiles, rubbing the small of my back, planting kisses all over my face.

"I love you so much, baby. I'm so...speechless."

I smirk. "Finally, I've got you this time."

I only wish I got him to read it, or even better, read it out to him when the time and setting was right. But who knows how long that would've taken to happen. At least he finally got a taste from my heart by my favorite expression, poetry.