She was just an innocent woman who loves fights...until she met fighter Jonas...they dont call him danger for nothing.
WARNING:
Use of language and mature content (sex c; )
I jumped a little, "I'm sorry! Have you seen how hot Joe looks?!"
He laughed a little, "you can fuck him afterwards." Colton pointed the camera at me.
"Hey!" I giggled at him. I posed for the camera.
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After our photoshoot, Joe & I got our things and went back to the hotel. Colton went to explore Panama City.
"Let's go out tonight," Joe took off his shoes.
"Go out? What?" I was kind of shocked by the invite.
He chuckled at me, "We've been getting take out for 2 weeks now. I'm tired of getting cold food and I know you are.... hopefully."
"Oh my fucking God, yes! Where we going?" I sat on the loveseat.
"Let's go somewhere nice. Dress up for once," he grinned at me.
"Joe, it's my night to pay, you know I don't have money to go out with a big shh-bang," I frowned. I was hoping for a good meal.
"I'm buying. My treat. Besides, it's my thank you for making this tour thing, less miserable," he rubbed my chin with his thumb then give me a peck on the cheek.
"Deal," I bit my lip, "I'm going to get dressed. I'm starving!" I went to the bathroom to get dolled up.
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"Wow," Joe stared at me, "you look....hot--gorgeous."
I blushed big time, "thank you. Are you sure this isn't too fancy?"
"No, Dems, it's perfect. Let's go." Joe grabbed his wallet, I put my arm around his and we walked out of the hotel. We got in a cab and it took us to the restaurant.
"I'm so hungry, I could eat my foot," I giggled.
Joe just stared at me with a grin then he crashed his lips on mine. "Ferrucci Ristorante?" I said aloud.
"It's the best Italian restaurant in town. I use to go here all time when I had fights." Joe got out of the cab and helped me out.
"Oh my god! Are you Demetria Lovato?! As in the Diva of Doom?!" a young guy asked.
