The drive to the beach is perfect. It had been a long time since I felt so at peace effortlessly. When we arrived at the hotel, my stomach was growling. Temor checked us into the hotel. Once we go to our room, we ordered room service.

As we are eating, Temor looks at me and touches my face.

"Mi Amor, I didn't see you coming."

I smile and say, "They never do."

We spent the morning in bed. This time the sex is slow and sensual, there is less tension, and we take our time and explore each other. We drift off to sleep and wake up around noon.

Temor come in from the balcony. "It's cold as bitch".

"Well, what do you expect? It's not even springtime."

"You let me ride all the way down here knowing it was wintertime?" He said.

"I mean, you didn't remember it was only February?

We both bust out laughing. Since it was too cold to walk on the beach, we agreed to rest for a while.

Around 4:00 pm, we head home. Temor's pager and car phone have been blowing up. I can tell he needs to get back.

The drive home was chill. We listened to the radio and talked about random shit. A few times, I catch him deep in thought, I don't ask any question. I just rub the back of his head and smile at him, which brings his attention back to me.

As we get closer to the city, he asks if he can take me home. I tell him he can drop me off at my dorm on campus.

Although Camila and I both stay close by, our parents still paid for us to have a suite in the dorms. It came in handy whenever we had school functions, finals, or just couldn't make it home safely after a night out.

We arrive at the campus; Temor leans over, looking into my eyes, kisses me on the lips.

"Love, can I see you later?"

I tell him I have plans later and I will be busy most of the weekend.

He frowns but tells me to page or call him if my plans change.

"Temor, thank you. I had a great time" I hugged him and got out of the car.

I go into the dorm and shower, and change clothes. Camila called and said she was on her way; she stayed with Damien last night. I am not surprised.

I head downstairs to meet Camila; before I can even lean back in the seat, Camila starts with her obnoxious self...

" So, did you bone?"

"He got a big dick?... Did you suck his dick?"

"Camila!" I shake my head.

She giggles and says, "What you know, you got dick sucking lips," then adds, "It looks like you got worked over...did you have fun?

I close my eyes" I did."

She turns her head "you got worked over, or you had fun?" keeping my eyes closed, I respond, "both."

Camila cuts the music up and we head back to our side of town. Camila drops me off at home and reminds me she will be back at 9 pm so we can kick off our weekend off.