Summary: The girls are living in Los Angeles and enjoying the city but life is about to throw them some curve balls...

Disclaimer: I own nothing

I woke up to the sound of birds chirping outside my bedroom window. An arm was snaked around my waist pulling me close. I could feel his warm chest against my back and let a small smile spread across my lips. My eyes flickered open and I looked around the large master bedroom I shared with Caleb. He was lying peacefully next to me sound asleep. I checked my phone for the time and realized my alarm was only seconds away from going off. I shut it off and slowly snuck out of the bed to keep from waking Caleb.

I left the room shutting the door quietly after I grabbed my workout clothes. I threw the clothes on and slammed my feet into the shoes before running outside into the California air. I'd already been out here for two years but I still never get over how much I love this place. So much had happened since Rosewood. Caleb and I moved out to LA a little after getting married and I opened my first store in California which ended up become a multi-million dollar beauty company complete with my own magazine. Caleb wasn't doing too badly either. He created a new web browser. Cooler than Mozilla and Chrome combined. He's got his own company too. He owns a construction company for houses that are totally tech savvy with like automatic doors and keyless door knob, you know, the kind where it scans your finger or you use a pass code. The best part is we get all of the cool stuff first. He even built me this closet that has shelves just for shoes and one of them pushes open to reveal extra space for all of my other clothes. If we weren't already married, I would have proposed just to get the closet. I love my husband.

I finished my run and ran back into our house which was conveniently situated in Beverly Hills just south of Sunset. I let myself in quietly and tossed off my shoes in the mud room before walking into the kitchen to make myself a pot of coffee. I opened the machine to find that Caleb hadn't cleaned it out from the last batch. Of course. I tossed the soiled filter in the trash and turned to the sink to fill the pot when I felt two familiar arms slip themselves across my bare waist. Then I felt Caleb's lips kissing my neck and tried to stifle a giggle.

"Stop," I bit my lip. "I need a shower."

"Can I come?" he winked as I turned to face him.

"No," I put up a hand. "It's that time of the month."

"Oh," he sighed. "Seriously?"

"I know," I gave him a compassionate smile before I turned back to the coffee.

"But I'm leaving for a week," he groaned.

"Keep it in your pants," I said teasing as I turned on the coffee maker.

"Fine," he sighed. "but when I get back, you owe me."

"No," I smiled moving to stand so that we were touching. "You owe me."

"Deal," he laughed.

"Good," I replied. Then I turned to the pot. "Can you keep an eye on this while I go take a shower?"

"Sure," he replied.

I gave him a quick kiss on the cheek as I ran upstairs to grab a shower. When I got out I picked out one of my favorite summer dresses and tossed it on before going back to the kitchen. I could smell Caleb making my favorite breakfast: eggs benedict.

"Baby," I smiled when I saw him. "Is that for me?"

"Nope," he teased. "You can make your own."

"Seriously?" I groaned. "Is this because I won't have sex with you before your trip?"

"Yupp," he smiled that grin of his.

"Fine," I sighed. I grabbed a spoon and picked out his favorite ice cream from the freezer. I scooped out a huge bite and watched the color drain from his face.

"You can't just have ice cream for breakfast," he said. "Not my ice cream."

"I can if my husband doesn't make me eggs benedict," I said taking another huge bite.

"Can we trade?" he pleaded pushing his plate toward me.

"Deal," I said handing him the ice cream but not before I took another bite.

"Good," he told me. "You stay away from my ice cream."

"Do you want it back?" I mumbled with my mouth full of ice cream.

"Yeah," he winked placing an arm on my lower back. He pulled me toward him and placed his lips on mine. I quickly swallowed before I felt his tongue enter my mouth. A smile spread across my face as I saw the confused look on my face.

"Gotcha!" I giggled turning back to my breakfast.

"You sly dog," he laughed putting the ice cream back in the fridge. Then he went to the stove to make himself breakfast.

"So," I said pouring myself some coffee, "you remember the girls are coming to visit next month, right?"

"Yeah," he replied smothering his eggs in hollandaise sauce. "Are Fitz and Aria bringing the kids?"

"Yupp," I told him. Then I looked up at him using my serious voice. "I noticed you never signed off on the campaign mock-ups."

"Oh yeah..." he sighed. "About that..."

"What?" I laughed. "Do you not want billboards of your half naked wife hung up over Sunset?"

"I'd really rather not," he replied, "but I guess if I could see them from my office, it wouldn't be too bad."

"So you're okay with it?" I smiled. "It's important. I need an attention getter to promote my swimwear line."

"I thought you were launching a shoe collection," he said.

"I love that you understand shoes now," I smiled.

"I'm married to the queen of shoes," he replied. "I had to pick it up eventually. Plus, you seem to have surpassed me in your knowledge of architecture. Who knew you could just step into a room and automatically know the square footage?"

"It's a gift," I smiled. I looked at the clock on the oven. "Crap, you're flight is in three hours. You better go."

"Shoot," he groaned. "I just need to grab my suitcase."

"I'll call you a cab," I said picking up the phone while he ran upstairs to grab his things. Once I had hung up with the taxi company, I turned to the sink and began cleaning the dishes. Caleb returned a few minutes later and stood in the doorway.

"I love it when you do housework" he smirked.

"Shut up!" I said throwing suds at him.

"Look," he dropped his bags and walked over to me placing two arms on my lower back, "I'm going to miss you."

"Me too," I told him before the intercom interrupted us. I turned to look at the security monitor. It was the taxi so I buzzed him in. I gave Caleb a quick kiss. "I'm going to miss you too, but you better go before you miss your flight."

"Fine," he sighed. He gave me one last hug and then picked up his bags before walking out the door.

I sighed as I saw him leave. Since we had gotten married, we rarely traveled alone anymore. Being away from Caleb for a week was nearly impossible but I had so much to deal with at work that I couldn't afford to leave the city. Oh well, it'll fly by...I hope.