"Betsy!Hurry up, we're late!" Kevin walked up the stairs fast. "Addison will pout all day if we miss the plane." he added lowering his voice when he entered the girl's room.
"Oh, and she will ban you from sex." the teenager winked at him with a smirk, throwing a pair of shoes in the open suitcase on her bed.
The man threw her a glare but ignored her words. "You still have to pack your things?"
"I'm almost done." Betsy disappeared in the bathroom and came out after a few seconds with her shampoo.
"God, we are so going to be late." Kevin mumbled to himself.
"Chill out. Oh!"
"No! Don't answer the phone! It's the fourth call you've received in an hour, who is calling you at six o'clock in the morning? Don't pick."
"Hello?"
"Kevin? It's late!" Addison's voice came from downstairs.
"Tell your kid this, not me."
"My kid?" she smirked.
"She's on the phone. She did it on purpose because I told her not to pick up."
Addison laughed. "I'll go get her, I'll bring our things to the car." she told him pecking his lips quickly.
"Put down that phone kid, or I'll take it." she sang entering Betsy's room.
The girl frowned. "Don't call me kid."
"Oh right. Sorry baby."
"I have to go, I'll call you later." Betsy said to the person on the other line. "Jeez Addison, are you high or something?"
"Sorry. It's caffeine. When I wake up so early I need coffee, and I guess I drank too much of it... Are you ready?"
"Almost."
x
"This food is amazing." Addison stated that evening, at the hotel's restaurant. "I've never even dreamed about eating something like this." she took another spoon of paella.
"See? Europe was a good idea." Kevin teased her.
"Honey, Europe was my idea."
Betsy looked up from her phone. How much does it cost to call someone from here?"
"A whole lot, don't even think about it."
"I am thinking about it."
"Who do you have to call?" Addison asked.
The girl shrugged.
"It's Cameron, isn't it?" she giggled like a teen girl.
"Ugh, I don't want to hear it." Kevin mumbled, taking a piece of bread.
"Addison, what did you tell him about Cameron?"
"Nothing, just that-"
"I don't want to hear it." her husband interrupted. "Wait! Did you have sex with the boy?"
"Mind your own business." Betsy snorted.
"You are my business!"
"In your dreams." she winked.
"Betsy!"
"What?" she turned towards Addison with a peaceful expression. "Can we go to the pool later? The food may be amazing, but the hotel is even better."
x
"The sun is hot. Did you put on some sunscreen?" Addison asked Betsy the next day as they sunbathed at the beach.
"No, I don't need it. Stop annoying me, I'm listening to the best sing ever." the girl didn't open her eyes.
"Hey!" Addison sat up, looking at her sternly. "Don't talk to me like that! Betsy? Betsy, did you..." she grabbed the girl's I-pod and took the earphones away from her ears. "Betsy! Am I clear?"
"Fine! I'm going for a walk. Where's Kevin?"
"Hey girls!" Kevin walked by them and placed a soft kiss on his wife's temple. "I brought ice-cream!"
"I'll see you later." Betsy said before disappearing in the crowd.
"What's up?"
"Nothing, I told her off and now she hates me... where have you been?"
"I walked around in the nearby... Honey, she doesn't hate you, and you know that. She just doesn't know how to act around us sometimes."
"Well, I still think she likes you more than me."
"She doesn't." he kissed her. "You're very likable, lovable."
"Kev, you have to say that, you're my husband." she told him as he kissed her again.
"Don't care. Besides, she talked about Cameron to you, not me."
"That's because-"
"Shhh..."
"Mmm, okay, if you say so..." she teased him by running her hands all over his biceps.
"Here, eat this." Kevin showed her the ice-cream. "It's your favorite flavor, stracciatella."
"I have a better idea." she said, mumbling something that sounded like 'lick it off me'.
A/N: so, ice-cream, hot sun and sex at the beach. I only hope the didn't did it in front of everyone :p
Next chapter, more Spain. You'll like it, 'cause it's my favorite chapter. I couldn't wait to write it.