Chapter 11

Tequila's POV

"Stay still or I swear I will—" He cuts me off with a peck on the lips and I narrow my eyes.

I was currently brushing Ace's hair since he was so adamant about getting a haircut after we went floating. Yet, he didn't want to stay still because I was 'pulling his hair'.

"Okay, I'm done."

"Great let's take a shower." He grins, standing to his full height so that his naked chest was in my face.

"You don't want breakfast?"

"Yes, you." He grips my waist, pulling me towards him. "Why do you always smell so good?" He groans, nibbling on my neck and I try to push him away.

"Sadly, I've already showered." I wink, but he doesn't let me go. "Can you stop smelling me?"

"But if I stop, that means you'll still be smelling good, and the other men with a smell you and probably fall in love too." He pulls away playfully pouting while I cackle.?"We have something to attend tonight." He announces rummaging through the suitcase and I sit back.

"What's that?"