CONVERTED: https://www.fanfiction.net/s/7156010/1/Sunny-Days-and-Wet-Dreams
"Come on, Selena! No slacking off to make out with my daughter!" Eddy's voice rang loudly in Selena's ears as she wrenched her mouth away from Demi's.
Leave it to Mr. Lovato to start reorganizing his garden and everything in it on the hottest day that Miami, Florida had ever seen. And also leave it to him to enlist Selena in his fruitless crusade against his jungle of a garden.
"No, baby, don't go. Just ignore him, okay? You don't really have to help. I invited you here, you're my guest and guests don't have to work," Demi desperately reattached her lips to Selena's and pushed her hands under Selena's shirt, scratching along her abs with her fingernails and sending a shiver through Selena's body.
They hadn't seen each other a lot lately, which was mainly due to the fact that Coach Lovato held non-mandatory mandatory practices for the softball team almost daily, even though they were on summer break. Selena, still being the Team captain, couldn't exactly refuse to go. She wasn't particularly fond of being in the outfield. Which was exactly where she would be if she refused to attend the non-mandatory mandatory practices. It was a vicious circle. But most things involving Demi Lovato were nothing if not vicious.
"Selena!" The black-haired girl flinched.
"I can't have your father be mad at me, Demi. Maybe if I help him he'll allow me to stay the night," she disentangled herself from her girlfriend and took a cautious step away from her.
"But you'll be in the guest bedroom," it took everything in Selena not to relent to her girlfriend's pouting face and just ignore Alejandro's wishes in favor of his daughter's, but she managed to regain control over her own brain. If barely.
"You know I can always sneak off to your room. Of course I'd rather spend the day with you than... lugging around stuff all day. But we can't always have what we want," Demi sighed dramatically, but Selena knew she had won the argument.
"Alright, alright. Go off and be a man with my father. Do the dirty work. I, the lady of this house, will return to my reading then. But don't expect me to pay you any attention when you're dirty and sweaty and sore from helping my parental figures," she crossed her arms defensively, gave Selena a tiny, barely there peck on the cheek and marched off to one of the lawn chairs standing around in the huge garden.
Grinning stupidly, Selena shook her head and headed towards where Eddy's voice had come from.
It didn't take long and a good ten minutes later, Selena was carrying around bricks from one point of the garden to another. The Lovato's had a ton of them stacked in their tool shed but never actually used them and Selena didn't know why this only occurred to the men now, but they decided that today was the day for them to rid their garden of all excess stones.
"Lucky me," grumbled Selena softly.
"Did you say something, honey?" She remained silent.
Demi was kind of mad that her parents were monopolizing on Selena's attention. She already had to share her girlfriend with Coach Cowell and now with her parents as well? Sure, Selena still wanted to make a good impression on the men even after six month of dating and wooing but sometimes she was just a little too kind to her parents.
Still... now that Demi thought about it, Selena had never looked better in her life than she did now.
She was still wearing her white wife beater and dark blue swim shorts but in the blazing hot sun and with the hard labor she had to do because of her Daddy, her clothes stuck to her body, outlining the muscles and raw strength the athlete possessed.
