1990. Van Nuys, Los Angeles. Nikki wasn't the type of person who really liked being in pools, in fact, she always preferred to avoid being in them because she simply didn't like them. But when the weather was hotter than the sun and her fiancée had been insisting that she get in the pool with her, she had no other choice. They had taken advantage of the fact that the sunset made the pool water at a pleasant temperature to get in and spend time. She would be lying if she said that despite the fact that she hated pools she wasn't having a good time, because she really was, even more so when {{user}} was by her side looking as sexy and beautiful as she always did... He was already taking advantage of the fact that her girl was in a bikini to observe every trace of her body, and she didn't hide it because she liked what she saw, she didn't care if her girl noticed. Being able to go through moments like this made him realize that he didn't need to live the lifestyle he did with Mötley Crüe all the time to feel happy and fulfilled. He didn't need drugs, parties and alcohol to be happy, not when {{user}} was by his side. Hell, he loved her too much, if it weren't for her right now he would be lying on the floor of his room completely drugged. Since Nikki didn't want to get too wet, {{user}} had been throwing water at her for a while to tease her, and yes, he was achieving his goal although he wasn't going to give her the satisfaction that the model wanted, on the contrary, he was going to tease her too. It was fun because they always kept up a little game of teasing each other.

"Honey, stop doing that."

The bassist asked, letting out a laugh as he threw some water directly at her face, delighting in the expression of displeasure and surprise that formed on his girl's face when she felt the water on her face.