I'm In Love With You *jortini* (squeal to I'm in love)

Bets

Jorge's pov

Me and Tini were sitting on the couch and talking

Jorge: hey I've been thinking when should the wedding be ??

Tini: I don't know I was thinking in an indoor place

Jorge: I was thinking in the beach or something

Tini: no no I'm begging you not the beach the dress is gonna get ruined and my shoes will be full of sand

Jorge: I don't think that's a thing to worry about

Tini: do give that as a bet

Jorge: bring it on

Tini: I bet you can go to the beach and fulfil your shoes with sand

Jorge: come on Tini your joking right

Tini: they wouldn't call me Martina if I was

Jorge: I'll do it to show you that you are wrong

Tini: well show me

*i got up from the couch and grabbed my keys*

Jorge: we're going to the beach

Tini: well right know....okay

*we went to the car, the drive was most about that I can't do the bet*

Jorge: how about we make this even more exited!

Tini: hit me with the example

Jorge: if I won the bet you should do what I want you to do for a whole week

Tini: and if I won the bet your gonna give me 10 bucks everyday

Jorge: I'm not gonna waste my fortune on you *sarcasm*

Tini: well who said that I'm gonna do what you want for a week

Jorge: fine it's a deal *giving her my hand to shake*

Tini: it's on *shook it firmly*

*i went to the beach and started taking my shoes off and putting sand in it, I can see Tini at the background laughing hilariously....i finished putting the sand in my shoes*

Jorge: is that enough for you *showing her the shoes*

Tini: perfect amount now I want you to wear them

Jorge: how am I gonna drive us back

Tini: you do realise I may still did not take my license but I know how to drive

*i had no other choice I had to wear them, I wore them and went to her*

Tini: so hard right

Jorge: feeling my foot burning already

Tini:awwww poor you

Jorge: quiet it

Tini: never!....now come on before we get late

*we went back home and I felt crabs bitting my foot, I headed to the bathroom as fast as I can*

Tini: so who won the bet *leaning on the doors frame*

Jorge: I did because I wore them and woke with them till home

Tini: that's unfair Jorge

Jorge: so is life

Tini: so what do you want me to do

Jorge: get me some water

Tini: don't act a Ludmilla on me

Jorge: fine I'll go slowly first *moving slowly near her*

Tini: w-what's wrong

Jorge: I want to have a kiss please

Tini: no no

Jorge: oh ya *i grabbed her face and kissed her passionately*

Tini: I wish all the things I have to do is like this

Jorge: trust me your gonna like it