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"Come on, Iz, get in." Zelina said and I looked back to see Carlito and Cruz walking towards me. I got into the car with her and she sped off. I didn't dare ask why she had come to my rescue because we had an interesting past. She drove us to the bar her aunt owned in another part of San Juan. I had been here with her many times when we were younger. We both used to work here because her aunt used to pay us to clean it. We ordered drinks and sat in outside in the back. I was waiting on the guys to show up at any moment.

"To old friends." she said and I smirked as we both took a sip of our beers.

"We used to be." I said and she sighed. Zelina and I grew up together. She was a year older than me, and we used to be inseparable. She was my best friend... until we graduated. Zelina didn't have the home life I had and she was over at my house more than she was at home. My mom used to call Zelina her other daughter. I was in University and she was working for my dad. I was seeing a guy, who I thought was great, until I found him in bed with Zelina one night... when she was supposed to be dating my brother. I broke up with the guy, and stopped talking to her. She and Cruz broke up for a bit only to get back together, and as far as I knew he never knew about her sleeping with my ex-boyfriend, before Damien. Zelina and I always had each others backs, and we were best friends to the end... until we weren't. I guess it was poetic justice that she is now my sister-in-law. I did my duty and stood next to her in the wedding. We looked happy for each other, and I held it against her for the longest... until I didn't care anymore.

"We still are... and honestly, you should thank me for sleeping with him." she said and I couldn't help but laugh.

"Fine,but it still hurt." I said and she hugged me.

"I know, and I still hate myself for it. I ended up with your brother, and you got your freedom." she said and I guess that she was right. The guy that I had been dating went on to be some high ranking politician and I would have probably ended up miserable.

"Yeah, and now Damien is back." I said and she shook her head.

"You aren't over him." she said and I knew that she was right. I gave her a look and rolled my eyes as she chuckled.

"No shit. He was my first love, and Carlito was my first crush." I admitted as she laughed at me.

"And your dad still hates Damien." she said and I nodded.

"And he's still scary." she said and I had to laugh at that. Zelina had been scared of my dad since we were little.

"I wish I knew why he hated him though. I know it's something to do with the families, but there are things that Dad and Cruz just won't tell me." I said and she pursed her lips.

"I can ask Cruz." she said and I waved it off.

"Honestly, maybe it's for the best. Damien did just up and leave me. He moved to Miami with only a note for an explanation that his brother dropped off one day. He didn't even tell me himself." I admitted.

"Maybe, but he seems to be determined to be around you again." she said and I sighed.

"And now, Carlito finally notices me after all these years." I said and she smirked.

"You had the biggest fucking crush on him. You used to write your name as Mrs. Carlos Colon on everything." she said and I groaned before getting us more drinks.

"Don't remind me." I said as I came back.

"Well, is it as great as you thought it would be?" she asked me.

"I mean it's not bad? But then... Santos? He's been flirting and I just figured out who he is." I said and she looked at me surprised.

"You didn't know he was an Escobar?" she asked me surprised.

"I stay out of all that shit." I said and she shrugged in agreement.

"Is it because of your mom?" she finally asked me and I nodded.

"I promised her I would." I said and she hugged me.

"I wish Cruz wouldn't talk to me about it, but it's the whole 'for better or worse' part." she said and I smirked.

"Maybe I'll get there one day." I said and she nodded.

"Unless your dad gets his way and you will marry Carlito tomorrow." she said with a laugh as I shrugged.

"Wouldn't be the worst." I admitted as I laughed.

"I have to know... how is he in bed?" she asked me and I shrugged.

"I don't know yet." I said and she shook her head.

"You were the prude of the two of us." she said.

"No one us has to be." I said and she smirked.

We sat there and it felt like we were teenagers again as we drank. We talked about everything, but I stopped her from telling me too much about my own brother. We missed phone calls and text, but we had fun. We finally emerged around 1am to find Cruz, Carlito, Joaquin, and our cousin Miguel waiting in the parking lot. Zelina visibly paled at seeing all of them.

"Boys." I said and Cruz rolled his eyes as Miguel got ready to say something as I stepped past him. I had heard it all before because they all worked for my dad.

"Don't. I don't fucking care. I came out, and now I'm going home. I'm pretty sure my dad sent you all here to ensure that." I said and he sighed. He looked angry that I had spoken to him as Joaquin pushed him back. Carlito gently took my elbow and pulled me with him to his car. I pulled Zelina as before she got into the car with Cruz.

"They would have made sure I got home safely." I said to Carlito as he pulled out of the parking lot. He took my hand and kissed the back of it.

"I know, but I wanted to make sure it. I also wasn't sure if we were done for the night." he said and I smirked.

"I can always go for another beer." I said and he nodded. He drove us to my house and helped me inside. I pulled out two more beers, and we sat outside on the patio. I was leaning on Carlito's shoulder.

"I'm sorry you got upset earlier." he whispered to me.

"I shouldn't have walked out, but that's my family." I said and he chuckled.

"I have seen his before." he said and I smirked.

"It was nice to catch up with Zelina." I admitted.

"You two used to be best friends." he said and I nodded.

"We are again after tonight." I said and he kissed my forehead.

"What are we?" he asked me and I looked up at him.

"I don't know... what do you want us to be?" I asked him.

"Quiero ser tu novio, a menos que quieras Damien." (I want to be your boyfriend, unless you want Damien). he said and I chuckled. I was honestly tired of hearling about Damien.

"quiero ser tuyo.". (I want to be yours) I said back and he leaned down to place a soft kiss on my lips.

We sat outside and talked until 3am. He ended up staying over and sleeping at my house that night. He stripped down to his boxer briefs, and lucky I found some cute pajamas to wear. We finally fell asleep around 4am. I was glad that I didn't work today, because I wouldn't have made it.