There was no one in the world like Vina.

I had never, in all of the people I'd met and all of the things I'd seen, met anyone like her. She was smart and caring and deeply loving in a way that I had never been used to. Both of my parents were loving people, but they were also pretty hands-off with raising me. They had other things to attend to, all of which were more important than me in some capacity.

Vina never once made me feel like that. I didn't even think she was capable of having a ranking system of any kind. She took the things she loved so seriously and selflessly. There was no reason why she needed to give Sebastian any kind of kindness and yet, she'd never really even spoken badly about him to me.

When she leaned into my ear to tell me to expect that we would have sex again later that night, I nearly fully stopped in my tracks. Beyond just being who Vina was, she was also insanely, ridiculously sexy. I could listen to her read off a grocery list and be turned on.

She always knew exactly what to say to me, too, even without realizing. I hadn't fully filled Vina in on my family, so she knew some things but not everything. I could tell that she knew something was up with me and that was why she'd dragged me to the bathroom. It was a welcome distraction but it didn't completely fix the mess I was about to bring her into.

"Ready?" Vina asked, squeezing my hand. I looked at her, a smile growing on my lips just from looking at her. She was one of the happiest, most easy-going people I knew. It felt like anything was possible with her and I really loved it. It made me feel safe. It made me feel comfortable. From the moment I met her at the Meleri's estate, I knew that there was something special about her.

Even though I knew that she was off limits because of Sebastian, I couldn't stay away. I'd watch from a distance as she looked to be happy with him—even though I knew it had to deeply hurt Vina when Sebastian fucked up and got violently physical with her.

I knew I was going to fall hard for her from that very first day. I could sense it. I didn't crush on people easily, but I had seen something in her that really made me want to hold on tight. From staying in that hotel together to the first time we'd kissed... all of it was so intense and nearly magical. I never wanted to lose that feeling. And I hoped that bringing her to Florida wasn't a mistake that would ruin everything.

"Yeah," I said and we headed out to grab an Uber. I had a car already at my parents' place, which I was looking forward to being reunited with. It'd been a little bit since I'd been home and there were certain things that I missed—the weather that was still sometimes brutally hot, even in the winter, the familiar roads, the home I'd lived in as a teenager since moving.

Once we tracked our driver down, we loaded our stuff into the car and settled into our seats. The car was air-conditioned and clean and even though I wanted to hold Vina's hand, I wasn't sure how she felt about PDA in a space like this. We'd never really been together outside of New York, which was a completely different environment than here.

It was crazy to think that this would be our first time actually together as a couple, away from it all. We wouldn't have to worry about Sebastian breathing down our necks, we wouldn't have to sneak around Vina's roommates. There wasn't a single thing in the world we had to worry about.

Except maybe my family.

I wasn't worried about them not accepting Vina—my parents have known I was gay since I was a child when all of my celebrity crushes were women and I made it clear I would never have a crush on a boy. They were accepting of it and mostly just moved on, too caught up in their own bullshit to care about whether I liked to kiss girls or not.

If anything, I had a feeling that my family would like Vina. She was a stable force, someone comforting and kind and easygoing. I didn't think she would cause too much of a disruption, especially since my parents were rarely ever home anyway. It would most likely just be us at the house most of the time.

I glanced over at Vina, wondering what she was thinking. Was she nervous about this next phase? Was this a mistake? Was she going to want to go home by the end of the week?

I knew I should've maybe been a little more nervous about it. It was a big move on a very, very new relationship, and one that had been fairly chaotic. But most of the turmoil had been external—trying to deal with Sebastian, me dealing with my father. As a unit, we seemed pretty sturdy, once we'd decided that we actually did want to be together, fuck the consequences.

The closer we got to my home, the more my heart started to thud in my chest. I hadn't realized how nervous I was about going home until we were actually home. I didn't even know why I was nervous. I'd clearly been here before—I grew up here. I had old friends that still lived here. But there was always some kind of initial shock to arriving.

"Everything is going to be fine," Vina said, turning to me. I turned back to her and realized I'd been staring out of the window for most of the drive, most likely in a trance.

"I know," I said and she linked her pinky through mine. I hope.

I knew I should've warned Vina about my family more before coming, but I also knew there was only so much that I could say. Everyone thought that their family dynamic was crazy. Everyone always warned people that their family had its quirks. But my family seemed to have messiness embedded into its DNA.

I was relieved when I was told I could come to the house and stay, though. As much as my family could stress me out, it was nice to have somewhere reliable to go. I didn't think Vina or I were in the kind of shape to stay in New York and risk running into Sebastian or any of her old friends.

Thinking about going back to New York made me feel sick—even more anxious than I felt thinking about coming home. I had no idea how we were going to handle it. We obviously had to go back, since I had a company there and Vina had one more semester to finish. But the thought of facing Sebastian and making Vina go face-to-face with her old friends again... there was a lot of history and a lot of bad blood there. It was bold to think that they would just look past it and things would be fine.

But that was a problem for another time. For now, we just had to get through a couple weeks of living in Florida while Vina's school was out on break until the end of January.

It was just two weeks. How bad could it be?

My phone buzzed in my lap and I looked down to see Vina had texted me. I turned to look at her, but she'd turned to face the window so I couldn't see her facial expression. Curious, I opened it.

My entire body responded to that text. It was like something in me had woken up and I still felt anxious, there was no denying that. But I had somewhere else to channel my energy instead, which was a relief.

I thought about my room and all of the new places that Vina and I could have sex. We'd covered most of my condo, now we had my parents' place. My bedroom... my desk... I couldn't wait to bend her over—Vina had no idea what she signed herself up for.

, I responded, warmth spreading between my legs. I would've taken her right there in the car with the Uber driver watching, I didn't give a fuck. I wanted her.

I glanced out of the corner of my eyes, taking in her perfect body, the curve of her breasts, the tightness of her waist. Yeah, I knew exactly what we were going to get up to when we got home and I couldn't wait.

The Uber eventually made it to the familiar gated suburban roads. I knew we were close by the sudden saltiness of the ocean wafting into the air-conditioned car. I turned to look at Vina, trying to gauge her reaction. We knew some pieces of each other's childhood, but there were certain things that were hard to know without actually going to our family homes and meeting each other's families. I knew a little bit about Vina's upbringing, but I didn't know if she fully understood mine.

"Oh, wow," Vina breathed out when we stopped in front of my house.

"Welcome to your new temporary home," I said, looking up at the house that somehow seemed even larger and more imposing than I remembered it being.

Surprise... I decided to do Cayden's Pov:) How did you guys like it? Were you expecting something different from Cayden's Pov? Do you think Vina and Cayden will enjoy Florida? What do you think Cayden's parents will be like? How are you liking Vina and Cayden's development with each other? Comment your thoughtsWeekendlustt