-Sara's P.O.V-

Finally, a vacation! Not hat I don't totally love my job, I do, but sometimes it's nice not having a photo shoot every other day. I'm currently sitting in my car, rockin' out to one of my favorite singers, Avril Lavigne. People were staring at me, but hell I don't care! I love driving, it allows me time to think to myself, but on long drives like this one I get kinda bored. I decided to call my brother, John. I turned my music down and synchronized my blue-tooth to my phone and called him.

"Johnny! Please tell me you can talk, I'm so bored!" I said cheerily. He chuckled, I could tell he had rolled his eyes. He hates being called Johnny, but only allows me to do it because I'm his baby sister.

"What's up girlie? How're things at work going?" he asked me. The smile on his face was evident in his voice.

"Just got bored while driving home, thought I'd call you and see how you are. And Johnny, do you really want to know about work?" I asked him.

"Yeah, I guess you're right. How are other things?" he asked.

"Well, I'm finally on vacation, so I'm heading home to see mom, dad and the idiots," I said and laughed. John and I had always referred to our brothers as the idiots because that's simply what they were.

"What?" he yelled.

"Ouch, Johnny, don't scream at me!" I yelled at him.

"Why didn't you tell me you were on vacation?" he asked, he almost sounded angry.

"It was a surprise. Don't tell mom and dad. They don't know," I whispered. I heard him mumble a string of profanities.

"What's wrong, John?" I asked seriously.

"I didn't know you were coming home too. I'm bringing a friend with me," he said.

"Really? Is he a wrestler too?" I asked.

"Yeah, Randy's a wrestler. Hey girlie, I gotta go, I'm about to get on the plane."

"Alright, I love you Johnny!"

"Love you too, bye," he said and quickly hung up. Why is he so weird? I shrugged and kept driving, glad I only had about another half an hour until I was home.

-Fast forward a few hours-

I was patiently sitting at home, waiting for my favorite brother to arrive home, with a surprise friend in tow. I was sitting on the couch in the living room, to make sure I had a perfect view out the window.

"Honey, you really need to calm down. If you keep bouncing your foot you'll put a hole in the floor," dad said to me. I stopped bouncing my foot and grinned at him.

"I am just really excited to see John, I haven't seen him in forever!" I exaggerated a little, I saw him three months ago.

"Girl you were here three months ago!" my brother Dan yelled from the kitchen.

"Oh shut up and shove your face!" I told him. He laughed loudly and walked out with a rather delicious looking sandwich. I sprang up and lunged for the food.

"Hey, this is my sandwich! Go make your own, shorty!" he yelled. But as much as he tried, he lost the sandwich and had to go make another one. Mom just laughed at us and rolled her eyes.

"I just wanna know how you don't weigh a ton, you eat constantly!" she said while trying to hold back laughter. I just shrugged my shoulders and started eating the sandwich. It was heavenly. My attention was quickly stolen by the sound of a large truck pulling into the drive way.

"JOHN!" I jumped up, put the plate on the table and sprinted towards the front door. I flung the door open, hearing it hit the wall. "Sorry!" I yelled. John was stepping out of the car and as soon as he closed the door I tackled him. He caught me but almost fell on his ass. "Johnny, I missed you, my meat headed darling!" I squeezed my arms tight around his neck.

"I missed you too, but you're killing me." I let go of him and he set me back on the ground. I grinned at him, totally forgetting the other man in the truck. I finally remembered he'd brought a friend with him.

"Hi! You must be Randy! I'm Sara." I said while shaking his hand. I couldn't help but notice him staring awkwardly at me.

"Hi, uh not trying to sound rude, but how do you know John?" he asked. His voice was as smooth as velvet. Deep and luscious.

"He's my brother, silly." I laughed and headed back inside to announce John's arrival.

-Randy's P.O.V-

I glared at John. He knew he was in trouble for lying to me.

"Didn't know her, huh?" I asked him with one eyebrow raised, my mouth set in a thin, firm line.

"Dude, she's a Bunny, guys ogle her daily. She's my only sister. I knew you'd think she was hot. I will not let her get hurt."

"John, you know I would never intentionally hurt a woman, mentally or physically." I was still pissed at him for lying and then he says that. This vacation was not off to a good start.

"I know, I'm sorry man. I just couldn't stand it if she got hurt."

"I know, remember. I have a sister too. So, how old is she? How many Playboys is she in? Is there anything about her I should know, like illnesses or something?" John laughed and punched me.

"Shut up!" he said jokingly and grabbed his bag out of the truck. "Come on, let's go inside." I grabbed my bag and followed him into the house.