I wasn't sure whether to be happy with his assessment or pissed off with it.

"Are you saying me arse is small? I know me tits are, but I thought me arse was a decent size."

Alec shrugged. "It is a decent size, I mean it's not a Bronagh Murphy sized ass, but it's still a nice ass. I like it a lot."

I narrowed my eyes and folded my arms across my chest. "You like your little brother's girlfriend's arse?"

Alec opened his mouth to answer me then immediately closed it.

He was silent for a moment until he said, "This is a trick question, I know it is."

"It's a straight forward question."

Alec shook his head. "No, it's not. You're trying to trap me in a corner until I give an answer that will give you enough reason to hit me... I know how your mind works."

I boldly walked towards Alec until my knees touched his. I then reached my hands out and placed them on his shoulders as I leaned my head down until I was very much in his face.

"How does me mind work, Alec?"

Alec licked his lips as his eyes flicked down to my chest, before finding their way up to my eyes.

"In mysterious ways?" he guessed.

I tried not to smile, I really did, but I couldn't help it.

Alec leaned forward and pressed his lips against the side of my mouth.

"I love your smile."

I slid onto his lap and looped my arms around his neck as I said, "I love your smile, and your dimples."

"I'll add that onto the list with my eyes, ass, abs, and voice."

I snorted. "You're so cocky."

Alec licked my lower lip. "I love when you say cocky."

I giggled. "Give it a rest, it's your turn to try on clothes to see what looks best."

Alec's nose scrunched up. "I'm wearing shorts, and a white tee."

"Yeah but a V neck, a tank top, or a crew neck?"

Alec looked at me like I grew an extra head. "You've got to be kidding me."

I raised my eyebrows. "Do I look like I'm kiddin'?"

Alec really looked at me then groaned. "For God's sake."

I win.

I smiled as I stood up. "Go on, get."

"Is this what having a girlfriend entails? I lose my freedom?" Alec asked as he stood up.

I snorted. "That and much more, honey."

Alec shook his head and turned away from me as he picked up a bunch of clothes from his suitcase then walked towards the bathroom.

"I finally see what Ryder and Dominic are talking about," he muttered to himself.

I smiled. "I heard that."

"You were meant to."

I chuckled as I shimmied out of my dress and placed it on a hanger then I hung it on my wardrobe door to keep it crease free. I picked up a pair of knee length leggings and one of Alec's t-shirts and put them on. I jumped onto the bed then and relaxed.

"Do you have a bucket list?" I randomly asked Alec.

I heard him muttered something so I said louder, "Do you have one?"

"Do I have one what?" Alec shouted.

"Do you have a bucket list?" I repeated.

Alec popped his head out of the bathroom and grinned. "I have a fuck-it list, does that count?"

"There is somethin' wrong with you, you have an erect dick for a brain."

"Are you calling me a dick head?"

I bit down on my inner cheeks to keep a smile at bay.

"I hate you."

"No you don't, you want to dislike me but you can't and it kills you."

That was the most accurate thing I have ever heard him say.

Alec disappeared back into the bathroom, and I stayed put on the bed until he was ready to model for me. After a few minutes he emerged from the bathroom in a white V neck t-shirt and a pair of knee length shorts.

"I'll wear the flip flops I bought at Pennys back home. Do you approve?"

I pictured the outfit with his flip flops and mentally nodded my head.

I did approve of what he wanted to wear, but I wanted him to twirl for me before I said anything so I simply lifted my hand, stuck my index finger in the air, and rotated it in a circle.

"Are you fucking with me?" Alec snapped.

I continued to rotate my finger in silence.

"Women," Alec muttered before he stuck his arms out wide and slowly turned his body in a circle.

When he was turned back in my direction, I scrunched up my face and said, "It'll do."

His face was priceless.

"It'll do... it'll do? Come here, now!"

I screamed with laughter as Alec dove on the bed and grabbed at my body with his hands. He pinned my hands down at my sides and all but crawled up onto me. He let go of my hands so he could use his own to hold himself up off me. You know, so he wasn't completely smothering me.

"Can you breathe?" Alec asked, smiling down at me.

"Kind of," I wheezed.

Alec chuckled and rolled off me. He shook his head when I dramatically gasped for air.

"Were you born a bitch, or does it just come natural to you?"

I rubbed my chest. "I'd say born one, being a cunt may come natural to me."

Alec shook his head. "I'm still amazed that some women use that word so freely over here. In the States most women freak over it."

I snorted. "It's only a word, I wouldn't get bent out of shape over a word."

Alec shrugged. "I guess so."

I sat up on the bed, and criss-crossed my legs.

"I'm kind of nervous about the dinner tonight."

Alec turned on his side to look at me. "Why?"

"Everyone knows that me and Jason were involved, but I'm positive that they don't know he was usin' me. I know Everly and Micah, they will have turned all of this around on me. Everyone will probably think I seduced me cousin's boyfriend. I'm dreadin' what people might say to me... or think of me"

Alec reached out and placed his hand on my knee. "No one will verbally attack you, I'll make sure of that."

I smiled. "You've got my back?"

"Always."

"Stop biting your nails."

I looked at Alec as we walked down the stairs of the hotel. We were making our way to the ballroom for the welcome dinner, Alec really didn't want to take the elevator and because I needed extra time to mentally prepare myself for seeing my family, I took the stairs with him.

"I can't help it, I'm nervous."

Alec tied his hair back out of his face with a bobbin then took my hand, and intertwined it with his. "It's going to be fine, you'll see."

I blew out a huge breath when we reached the bottom of the stairs.

"I hope you're right," I muttered and walked out into the lobby from the stairwell.

Alec lead me to the ballroom. The doors were closed, but a man was outside with a stand that had a list on it.

"This is a private function. I'm sorry."

"We're here for the dinner, we're guests."

"What is your name, miss?" the man asked.

I cleared my throat. "Keela Daley."

"Ah, yes, Keela Daley and plus one."

"I'm plus one, nice to meet you," Alec said to the man.

The man grinned as he walked to the doors, opened them for us before he gestured us in with his hand.

"You're both to be seated at table two. Enjoy your meal."

I smiled at the man and tugged Alec behind me as I walked into the ballroom. I was a little surprised that the room wasn't dark like Micah's and Jason's personalities. It was all white with blue splashed throughout. The lighting was mostly bright neon blue, which I thought was really cool because it matched the decor perfectly.