Mini A/N: If my Spanish is off please correct me, another chapter will be out later today

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Bailey's POV:

"Are you sure we need celery? I don't think that's used for cookies, do cookies have vegetables? I hope not, that ruins everything about cookies, Wait are you putting vegetables in my cookies because if you do I will shove a celery stick up your ass." I whip around planting my hands on the front of the cart and everything shuffles around from the sudden stop.

"No, Skylar, I'm not putting any vegetables in your cookies what are you thinking. And if you ever say anything like that to me again I will give you the silent treatment then kill you understand?" I raise my eyebrows and she grips the handle nodding. "Yes ma'am." She says quickly and I smile letting go, "Good now, let's go I need one more thing." I turn back around and she follows quietly behind me.

"Some cookies do have vegetables in them but I don't make ones like that so you don't need to worry about me poisoning you, but I can so don't try me." I hum and I hear a gasp from her along with the cart stopping for a second. Oh, how I love this power I have over her. I stopped by the peppers and I bagged a couple of red peppers and green peppers plus 1 yellow pepper for tonight's dinner. I feel bad that Skylar had to go through mom's dinner so I'd thought I could make it up with something similar plus she mentioned that she lives with her brother and cousin so they could be there so it would be nice for them to have something too.

My mom isn't a terrible cook but I think she fits the white people cooking stereotype quite well, I mean just using salt and pepper isn't enough, she didn't even base the lamb with anything so it was quite plain, although salt and pepper can be quite simple and good in itself, the food needs a bang and I've learned a thing or two from watching Gordon Ramsey and reading his recipe books. You can't hate the man.

"Alright, your total today is forty-two- fifteen." The cashier says and I look through my wallet but before I could take out my money I hear a 'thank you' and I immediately look at Skylar who takes her card back. "What?" She asks innocently, "You paid." I tell her while making sure that I have everything in our cart. "Yeah I did, you're already baking plus cooking by the looks of those chicken drumsticks and I know chicken doesn't go in cookies so paying is the least I can do." She says as if spending this much is nothing.

"Here's your receipt, have good rest of your day." The cashier smiles at us and we start walking out, "But it's supposed to deal, you've held your end up and now it's my turn although I don't think paying holds my end of the deal up." I explain, did she forget that we had a deal? Because I started to forget about it because everything started feeling comfortable and I know we're friends maybe a little more. I hope I'm not wrong about it.

"I'm still holding my ground, you're making things literally from scratch so I'm paid, stop fighting with me on it because this is the only thing I get to win on." She shakes her head and it makes me smirk, "You're right, I should go easy on you with the disagreements." I patted her back while she pushes the cart and she bowed her head in defeat. We got to her bike and I started to pass her the bags as she put them away, "Woah nice bike." A female voice spoke and I saw a young woman look at the bike then Skylar.

Who's this? Obviously, she doesn't know us. "Oh, thanks." Skylar says leaning up tapping the leather seat, ignoring the bag that I have ready for her, "You're welcome, I have a Harley myself a recent model but you can never go wrong with a classic, how'd you get it?" Can this girl please stop asking questions? I'm sure she can scour the internet to find Skylar's bike. Universe can you bless me with motorcycle knowledge so I can end this conversation between them while showing off that I know more?

"My brother got it for me but we gotta go, I got some things that don't do well in the sun." Yeah, lady leave. "Oh of course, I hope you have a good day." She walks away, "Don't I get a 'have a good day' I was here too? I was literally standing next to you and I know I'm not that hard to see but if creepy old men can see me I'm sure her young butt can see me too." I mumbled to myself then I hear a low laugh from Skylar making me look up. "What's so funny?" I ask and she smiles proudly.

"You're jealous." She takes the last bag from my hand, "What? I'm not jealous." I deny it, of course, I was jealous, this woman just asked about your bike, honestly, it sounded like she was flirting, I took it as flirting, what girl just asks casually about a motorcycle and I'm sure she doesn't have a Harley. Who am I kidding here?- No she was flirting and I will stand by that. "Sure, okay, here put on the helmet while I put the cart away Miss. Jealous." She pulls the cart away from me replacing it with the duck-taped helmet.

"Excuse me, my nickname is Beans and yes you will put that cart away while I put this on this helmet." I turned away slipping it over my head and she walked by snickering to herself, that came off less threatening than what I intended it to sound like, I'm sure she understands and is threatened by me. "Okay, Miss. Jealous Beans. Ready to go?" She comes back and I tilt my head, I'm going to shove a celery stick up her butthole if she calls me that one more time.

"And I will stop calling you that because I think you're going to poison me any minute, let's just go." She gives in getting on and I smile to myself as I shimmy in my seat wrapping my arms around her torso, strong torso.

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"So is there anything I need to know about your brother and cousin?" I ask as I got off her bike and I looked at her house. It's a two-story similar to the neighboring houses in a light beige, there's no gates or fences, no pin that you have to type in just to enter the neighborhood, it's all very open and there's a small park that I can see a few more houses down.

"They're annoying and they can be rude, they cuss a lot and we're loud, we're not the kind of people you would take to a dinner party, we're the kind of people that you would take to rob a bank." She says while handing me a few bags while she takes the rest and I follow her to the garage, it winds up and two low sports cars show themselves, spoilers and all. One of them was very familiar, her brother's car.

"You'll be fine though." She says to me and I slowly shuffle between the two cars trying my best not to touch them because I know how men can be with their vehicles and I don't want to make a bad first impression because I made a small scratch on the paint. "WE'RE HOME!" She yells and I walk in behind her seeing a well-kept living area and a clean kitchen, I walk further in and I place the groceries on the counter. "I like your place." I comment and she stands beside me taking the stuff out. "Really? Thank you, I can give you a tour if you want." She says and I nod, a tour, why didn't I give her one?

"Skylar, Quien diablos es esa?" (Who the fuck is that?) I look up from the voice seeing a tall man standing with his muscular arms crossed over his chest, he has the same style as Skylar and I can see their similarities like their nose shape and head shape, he's sage for sure. "Puedes no maldecir palabrotas delante de ella?" (Can you not cuss in front of her?) Skylar spoke in a similar language, I'm pretty sure it's Spanish and I don't know what she said but it sent tingles down my spine.

"Woah who's that?" Another tall man appeared who look the same age as the, I think, unhappy man, he's less muscular but you can clearly see his veins with tattoos and longer floopy hair. Everyone in this family has phenomenal genes, Carmen would be really jealous right now. "Sage, Dean, this is Bailey Skeels, Bailey that's my brother Sage and my cousin Dean." She points at each of them and Dean comes up to the other side of the counter and puts his hand out.

"So you're Beans?" He asks and I nod shaking his hand, "Ooh strong grip, I like you." He shakes my hand more making me chuckle. "You're grip could use some work but not too bad at all." I joke with Dean and he gets taken back laughing, "Oh yeah I like her." He comments looking at Skylar then her brother comes beside Dean and looks at me keeping eye contact. He's definitely protective over his sister, it must be nice to have someone be protective over you instead of trying to control you.

"I'm Bailey, it's nice to meet you." I introduce myself again putting the same hand out for him to shake and he glances down, all of their hands are significantly bigger than mine. "It's nice to meet you, Bailey." He shakes my hand but doesn't smile. Did I do something wrong?