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I nearly choke on my sparkling water, but I'm able to laugh in surprise, "No way!"

Ross chuckles, guiltily, before continuing, "Think about it! In the news, they always say 'Person is taken, at gunpoint.', or 'Family is being held, at gunpoint.', so can you really blame me for thinking it was a place?"

"How old were you, again?" I ask.

"Too young to be watching the news for fun, that's for sure." he jokes, earning a genuine laugh from me.

After our once in a lifetime series of events, or event, that was our first kiss, I decided to blow off the girls, and chat with Ross. He offered going to the bar downstairs, but unfortunately, I had to stay smart, and continue of prepping for the show tomorrow, so I could only drink at the most, a juice on the rocks. After we tried making one ourselves right here, in the luxury of my hotel room, we ended up failing... really bad. So, we cracked open a bottle of sparkling water, which for some reason, the hotel leaves in a champagne bottle, and talked some more.

As my laugh starts to die down, I find Ross staring at me.

"Your parents might not have told you what gunpoint means, but I hope they taught you that it's rude to stare." I sass at him, as I take a sip of my sparkling water.

"I'm sorry m'am." Ross admits, "You'e just really beautiful tonight."

"Tonight?" I jokingly raise an eyebrow.

He laughs, before continuing to play along, "You know your hot, let me have my moments."

"Excuse you sir that is not the way to speak to a woman." I pull back, as Ross is left, halfway leaning towards my lips, stunned, "How dare you catcall."

"Lauraaaa." Ross groans, you can start to hear the annoyance in his tone, "Stoppp playing games and just let me kiss you."

"Not if I kiss you first." I smile before again, taking him by surprise by softly kissing him. Even if we've kissed a lot after our first one, within the span of half an hour, should I add, the excitement, the electricity is still there. If this is my life now, I don't want it to stop.

"Will you ever let me initiate a kiss?" Ross playfully pouts.

I pout along with him, but break character before him, to give in to the urge to peck his pouting lips. "I don't know, I guess I wear the pants in the relationship."

"I thought I wear the pants in the relationship." He challenges, "Remember.. you teased me by saying that on the terrace photo shoot?"

I can't help the look of awe that creeps onto my face, "Awe, you remember!"

"Of course I do, you're memorable" He smiles, before leaning towards me. I think he's going in for another kiss, taking his revenge on me initiating all our kisses, but instead, he leans in and whispers in my ear, "my angel."

As he pulls away, he tucks a strand of hair behind my ear, as I feel shivers so deep, they probably reached Atlantis.

I see him laugh at my reaction, and he starts to bathe in his victory. "I really thought you were going in for your first initiated kiss there."

"Hm," He pretends to wonder, "good idea." Before my brain could even process what he had retorted, I feel his lips on mine, and I just sink into it.

When we pull back, I grin before speaking, "Ross-1, Laura-too many to count."

He doesn't even bother coming up with a comeback. Instead, he rolls his eyes, playfully, before gently the back of my neck, similarly to how he did on our first kiss, and puts our lips back together, back to where I'm starting to think they belong.

"Is this just a thing now?" I ask when we pull away, "Just constant kissing?"

"I think, it's called making out, angel." He teases. The pet name, so foreign, always sends shivers down my spine, it makes me excited to get the hang of.

"I like when you call me angel." I admit.

"Oh really?" Ross smirks, but I can tell it's in surprise, "I thought you'd be annoyed with it."

"It's cute." I shrug, casually.

"It also does things to you." Ross points out, playfully, as he puts away our sparkling waters on the bedside table.

My eyes follow him, and in the process, my attention finds the alarm clock.

"Oh my gosh," I gasp, in surprise, but equally in amusement, "it's 20 past midnight!"

"I kinda like that it's late," he points out as he comes back to the bed to sit back down beside me, "like this is our moment, and only ours."

"Awh, I like it too." I awe at his revelation.

"You should probably rest, though." Ross states as he stands back up, and towards his shoes, that were left right where he was waiting for me when he first came by.

"Noooo," I groan, "please stay with me, we're having fun."

"You need to be well rested for your big day tomorrow, miss I-shouldn't-have-any-alcohol-so-late-because-I-need-to-look-at-least-normal-for-tomorrow's-show." he teases as he comes over to kiss my cheek.

I puff in disapproval, but ultimately, I know he's right. "Fine, I'll see you tomorrow?"

He smiles, and nods before answering, "You bet."

He pulls me into a hug before pulling away and starting to make his way towards the door.

"Sleep well, angel."

I pout in awe as he starts to make his way towards the elevator. When I know that Ross has officially left the floor, I decide make my way towards Lexi's room, where the girls are. When I get there, I see them all passed out, all in different places. I go and open the hotel closet for more blankets, before pulling them over all of the girls. Once I make sure that their heads are elevated with pillows, and covered with blankets, I leave their room and make my way towards my own to tuck myself back into bed.

LMAOOOO was that too much kissing?? Too much fluff? Idk I had so many ideas to tie it into the fashion show, but I haven't updated in a while, and yall deserved the content you've signed up for lol. Also, if you recognize where I took the first half of the chapter from, I LOVE YOU. Lmao I just finished watching the whole thing, and I legit told myself, "What do I do now?" I've always stopped watching it, then came back to it (& vice versa) so it took me 3 years to watch, and I'm rewatching it lmao anyways leave your thoughts below/pls vote! they mean the world to me <3