You were so excited. So, SO excited. James agreed to take you back to Arizona, his home state, for a few weeks as a little vacation. You had been living on cloud nine since he told you to pack. You spent all night last night packing and deciding between different outfits and talking with him nonstop about seeing the Grand Canyon. After the multi-hour flight you were exhausted but still very excited. You walked out of the steps of the sky harbor airport only to feel the BLISTERING HEAT of Phoenix. You started to fan yourself, looking over to him with a gaze that read 'you said Arizona, not hell.'

**"What? What's the look for?" He asked with a cocky smile, one of his brows rising as he scratched his scruffy jaw.