BOONE'S RIGHT THERE.

"OH, we are so back!" Dani said, pumping her fist from inside the caravan.

Lily rolled her eyes playfully. "Did you ever doubt them?"

"After how she was dancing up on that Javi guy? Absolutely," she nodded.

Dexter sighed and shook his head from behind the wheel. "Do I even want to know what you two are talking about?"

"Dani started a secret fan account made for shipping Tyler and Baby," Lily revealed as Dani hit her shoulder for spilling her secret.

Refraining from slamming on the brakes as they followed Tyler's truck to the motel for the night, he looked over at Dani in disbelief. "What is wrong with you?"

"So much, my dude," Dani said while laughing.

Then she began saving clips from the latest video so that she could use them to create more content — more content meant more views for the channel. And Lily leaned over her shoulder, watching the playback of the video Boone quickly edited and posted.

Baby was back in the front seat, a nervous smile on her face as they headed toward an EF1 tornado that was tearing up a corn field. Every time corn smacked into the windshield, she'd sit a little straighter as Boone and Tyler sang along to the radio.

"Baby, let me hear that pretty voice!" Tyler shouted over the song. "I know you know the lyrics!"

She giggled before beginning to sing along to the Luke Bryan song blaring through the speakers, drowning out the sound of the storm just outside. Tyler ended up coming around in front of the storm to let the tornado run into them.

And though Baby didn't cry, she still sucked in a sharp breath in preparation. Her eyes were glued to the windshield, but when Tyler caught her gaze and held his hand out, palm up, she smiled at him. Then she put her hand in his, feeling butterflies swarm in her stomach as he intertwined their fingers.

"Look at that!" Dani exclaimed. "Intertwining fingers. You can't tell me somethin' ain't happenin'."

Dexter rolled his eyes. "I don't think Tyler's stupid enough to let anything happen between him and Baby."

"Really?" Lily asked doubtfully. "Because I think he's that stupid."

Then they went back to the video, watching as the tornado passed and everyone clamored out of the car.

"Did you see that?" Tyler asked excitedly, running up to Baby as Boone hollered in the background, his camera more focused on the storm than Baby and Tyler to the side. "That bike flew by like the Wizard of Oz!"

Baby giggled as he hugged her tight, lifting her off the ground as they both watched the storm go. "Hate the kid that lost it though," she said, shaking her head.

"He lifted her off the ground," Lily pointed out. "That means something, Dex."

"Well," he sighed, "if it is real, then it also means Boone is gonna kill Tyler."

☁︎

Another no weather day came along the following morning, and Boone and Tyler had a promise to keep for Baby. In order to relax and have fun, the whole crew filed out to the pool after lunch, enjoying the bright sunshine and soft breeze.

Baby was in a different swimsuit this time, Tyler noticed. It was a blue two piece and had him swallowing thickly when he watched her take her t-shirt off, exposing more of her body. But he quickly turned away as Boone was right next to him in the pool.

"Baby!" Dani called to her. "Come on."

"I will. Just putting on sunscreen," she said with a smile while sitting on one of the lounge chairs, slathering sunscreen on her arms and legs. Then once she was mostly covered, she locked eyes with Lily, who was floating on a blowup bed. "Lil, can you get my back?"

Lily glanced at Dani for just a second, who shook her head and then nodded to Tyler, who had gotten out of the pool to grab a beer — she got the message. "Nah, couldn't pay me to get out of the water right now."

"Me either," Dani said while dunking her head underneath.

Baby pouted and just tried to reach it herself, not getting much success. "Well, someone help me before I get skin cancer."

"Ty's got you," Boone offered before moving to push Lily off her float, making her angrily sputter.

Tyler looked up quickly at the mention of his name, his gaze sliding from Boone to Baby, who was looking at him shyly. "Yeah," he said slowly, eyeing her with a smirk on his face. "I've got you."

No one noticed a smug Dani who swam to the edge of the pool to grab her camera so she could document yet another instance of Boone being totally clueless, who was now just splashing around with Lily and Dexter.

"Thanks," Baby said to Tyler as he sat on the lounge, legs thrown on either side of it.

"I definitely don't mind," he said with a smirk, taking the bottle of sunscreen. "Turn around."

Baby did as told while also pulling her hair up into a long ponytail so that it wouldn't get in the way.

It was cold at first when Tyler applied the sunscreen, making her flinch and him chuckle. But then he began rubbing it in, and Baby had to bite her lip hard, glad that her burning face was hidden from the others.

His hands were so warm and big against her skin, massaging every inch, starting at her lower back and working his way up. And under the guise of being thorough, he worked his fingers underneath the back band of her bikini top, making her suck in a sharp breath when he moved his hands forward, grazing the sides of her chest.

"Tyler," she whispered pathetically. "Boone's right there."

With a smirk, Tyler spared a look over his shoulder, seeing that Dexter and Boone were throwing around the football they kept in the truck while still in the water.

"It's fine, Baby," he murmured, brushing his thumb along the underside of her breasts as he scooted closer on the chair, her back nearly pressed to his chest.

"Ty," she practically whined.

He chuckled and gave up, his hands sliding back between her shoulder blades. He took the time to work at the knots in her back, helping her relax as her head tilted to the side. Then he moved upward once more to her shoulders, his thumb grazing the pulse point of her neck.

"I think I've got it all," he murmured, still rubbing his thumb back and forth comfortingly. "Now it's time to throw you in the pool."

"Wha — Tyler!"

Baby squealed as he quickly stood up and grabbed ahold of her. She clung to him, wrapping her legs around his waist and arms around his neck, refusing to let go. And he held her up effortlessly with one arm under her butt.

"Baby!" Boone laughed, finally paying attention to them. "He can't throw you in with you clinging to him like a koala."

"That's the point!" she snapped. 

"Fine then," Tyler laughed. "We'll go together."

Then, she just barely had time to hold her breath as Tyler jumped into the pool with her in his arms. Once they came up, she heard him laughing as she pushed the few pieces of hair that'd come out of her ponytail back out of her face. Then she glared up at him.

"I hate you," she said flatly.

Tyler couldn't help but slide his arm back around her waist, smirking down at her knowingly. "Is that right?"

Baby bit her tongue, eyes on his lips for just a second. God, she just wanted to kiss him breathless but knew she couldn't with her brother right there.

She didn't want Boone to know any more than Tyler did. So, she scoffed and pushed off his broad chest, swimming away.

"That's right, Blondie," she said, going toward Dexter. "You're on Boone's team. We're gonna kick your asses."

☁︎

It was late as Baby sat on the bed, going through the photos she'd taken over the last few weeks that were on her SIM card. But when a knock came on her door, she pushed the device to the side and went to answer it.

Figuring it was someone on the crew and because she didn't feel like standing on her toes to try and see through the tall peep hole, she just opened up the door, revealing Tyler who also had a bag of Chinese takeout in hand and an impossibly cute smile on his face.

"Have dinner with me?" he asked, a pleading look in his eyes as if she'd ever consider saying no.

"Of course," she said, reaching for the fabric of his shirt and pulling him into the room with a smile. "I've got a few sodas in here if you want one."

"Got a Dr. Pepper?" he asked hopefully.

She walked over to the mini fridge that she'd stocked with vending machine drinks two nights ago and quickly pulled one out along with a Coke for herself. As Tyler sat on the bed, she tossed him his drink and then joined him on the other end of the bed.

"Thank you for bringing me dinner," she said as he handed her a container of fried rice.

"Well, it was just an excuse to see you again," he admitted as she leaned back against the headboard. "How was your day off?"

"I had fun. Got to take more pictures," she said with a smile. "I love storm chasin', but it's kinda stressful the way you do it."

Tyler scoffed. "I am not stressful."

She looked at him and pinched her fingers close together, making him roll his eyes. Then he nodded to her open laptop. "Those the new pictures? Can I see 'em?"

"Sure," she said, not thinking anything of it as she shoveled rice into her mouth. He carefully moved the remaining food off the bed so that he wouldn't risk getting anything on the laptop as she let him click through the pitched.

Only for that to be a mistake five minutes later.

Tyler had been fairly silent as he clicked through the folder of photos. Every now and then, when he really loved one, he'd flash her the screen and let her know how great it was, loving how she'd smile bashfully and shake her head, insisting it wasn't anything special.

But as Baby was watching him, she saw how his eyes went wide with shock before a smirk slowly formed. Then he looked at her, raising an eyebrow.

"I think I've found my favorite," he told her.

"Is it the one where that EF1 from yesterday was right behind—"

She cut herself off as Tyler turned the laptop around, revealing a photo she'd forgotten she'd taken on their last pool day. And it was worse because she knew he would've had to pass several others of him in a similar state to get to the first one at the small group of photos.

It was Tyler, his head thrown back as he laughed at something Dexter said. Water was dripping down his flawless, bare chest, and his ridiculously short swim trunks had been sticking to him perfectly, leaving little to imagine when it came to what was between his legs.

Baby's cheeks were red as she tried to grab her laptop. But Tyler laughed and held it above his head before clicking the arrow, going back to a picture he'd already seen.

This time, Tyler was in the pool, the water just up to his hips as he ran a hand through his wet hair, the sun hitting him perfectly as he stared off in the distance.

"Tyler, give it back," she said, setting her food on the nightstand so that she could try and get her laptop from him. "You're not funny."

"You little stalker!" he teased, leaning back and holding the laptop behind his back. Then with his free hand, he grabbed her outstretched wrist and pulled her against his chest. "If you wanted me to be your nude model so bad, all you had to do was ask."

Baby scoffed, ignoring how her heart was beating heavily. "You're not naked in those, Tyler. And they're just candids from the last pool day."

"Funny how I didn't see any like that of Dani or Dexter or Lily," he said with a smug expression. "Not to mention how many there are."

"What do you wanna hear?" she mumbled, feeling embarassed. "That you're hot? That's not brand new information."

"It is coming from those lips," he said, clearly satisfied. "Don't be embarrassed, Sweetheart. If I knew I was allowed to be takin' pictures of you every time you took my breath away, my storage would be full."

"Sweet," she said, smiling as she leaned forward to kiss him. And then she smiled into it. "And maybe I'll you ask next time I need a poorly-dressed model."

"Definitely don't want you asking no one else," he said, cupping the back of her neck to kiss her gently.

She melted against him, wrapping her arms around his neck. His tongue traced her lips teasingly without pushing past to deepen the kiss. But even still, it took her breath away.

And when they parted, she pressed her forehead to his, slowly opening her eyes, meeting his deep blue gaze.

"Maybe," she said shyly, "I could use a model right now."

Tyler raised a confident eyebrow. "Baby, I'm trying to take things slow and do things right with you. Last thing I need is you offerin' to get me out of my clothes," he said while running his hands up and down her sides.

She smiled innocently while skimming her lips along his jaw. "I think you proved well enough yesterday mornin' that there's other things we can do. Maybe you outta teach me."

And Tyler let out an honest to god moan at the mere thought of it while she kissed along his jawline.

"Baby, you're gonna kill me one of these days," he groaned as he lips moved to his neck. She began sucking softly on his skin, making his eyes fall shut. "Or tonight. You're gone kill me tonight."

"Please?" she asked, looking up at him with wide, innocent eyes. "You'll look so handsome for me. And just me."

Given how self-absorbed a man he was, something mixed with pride and lust stirred inside of Tyler at what she was asking of him — and she wasn't asking for him to be completely naked, he knew. Not that he'd say no to that either so long as she kept kissing his neck and asking in that soft, pleading tone.

So, Tyler cupped her cheek and brought her back to his lips, speaking against them. "Go get your camera for me, Baby."