Kendall, Love! Sad That We Missed Each Other In Vegas, It Would Have Been Cool To Meet Up And Go Out

His voice was as smooth as glass and as sharp as a freshly sharpened kitchen knife, slicing through the air between them as azure hues landed on his figure. A perfect brow arches as he orders the same thing as her, her own smirk teasing on her lips, “Aw, way to hurt my feelings, Nick.” Mentally, Barbara had one foot behind this steel fortress she built around herself when her marriage crumbled apart, and the other out in the open - naive and vulnerable. She hated that part of herself, wished she could just… push her behind that wall. However, recent events kept chipping away at that wall, the facade she had donned on for the last few months slowly coming undone. “I’m starting to think we should all just start a group chat with this entire thing.” Barbara replies with a soft laugh, having noticed the same people she saw in Vegas now here in the Maldives. All for one reason, and one reason only. 

Her attention was momentarily pulled in the direction of the bartender who places their drinks down, giving him a warm smile in thanks as a hand encircled the chilled glass. “Here’s to two weeks of hopefully peaceful paradise.” She lifts her glass in the small toast before taking a drink, the strong liquor sending that delicious burn down her throat. Licking the excess liquor from her lips, Barbara leans her hip against the counter. “We were never really good at small talk, Nick.” The model points out with a small hum, the tiniest bit of smiles playing at the corners of her lips. What was once… light and fun, was now coated in the thickness of the tension with the events that had transpired. And she hated it. She wasn’t a fan of confrontation or tension, and would rather avoid it at all costs quite honestly, but this was something that couldn’t be avoided. This wasn’t something she could just read and toss aside, ignoring it for the rest of the night. “So, are we talking this out like the adults that we are - or are we playing the one sided blame game again?"

while being away from his daughter wasn't something that nick had particuarly enjoyed, in his mind, he knew trips like these were absolutely mandatory knowing the consequences. he hated the fact of lying to his family, friends, and even his ex wife about the places he was going, but it was certainly better than the alternative of losing custody of malti. besides, it wasn't like the maldives was the worst place to be... in fact, it was paradise. although his anxiety was at an all time high knowing the exact reason why he was there, hopefully he could find some time to relax. getting settled in his room, nick fixed his hair in the mirror. his text to barbara earlier in the evening was more than spontaneous as the last conversation they had together wasn't exactly favorable. although, there was something about the woman that nick certainly couldn't deny, and that was his attraction towards her. making his way to the elevator and down to the bar almost immediately barbara's perfected physique caught his eye. "aw, way to hurt my feelings, barb." he said with a smirk painting over his features as he overheard the conversation between her and the bartender. "make that two, please." as he cleared his throat he leaned up against the bar meeting her gaze. "funny meeting you here in paradise, huh?" nick tried to make small talk, not exactly admitting how wrong he was in the first place about their last conversation.

At this point, the more prepared side of me should have this go bag ready for whatever impromptu trip we're summoned on but even then I fear something will go missed. It's awful, really. I'm glad to hear that I'm not the only one who forgets things sometimes. I'm definitely not upset about having to go shopping, I was planning on doing it anyways, but this just gives me a solidified reason other than 'I wanted to'. And having a shopping buddy is always the best way to do it.

oh my god, i feel i could start packing weeks in advance and there would still be something that i forget. i like your excuse though of meaning we get to go shopping. i would love to go with you.

how do you deal with break ups?

"It really depends on the nature of the breakup for me. I admit, I don't deal with heartbreak in the healthiest of ways, I usually lock it behind some impenetrable wall but at some point or another it comes to surface."

barbara: for you to honestly think that i would say something that would put the custody you have in jeopardy is ridiculous and downright insulting. barbara: i. didn't. say. anything. to anyone. i kept it between us. i don't know how someone would know, let alone if they know about this or if they're talking about something else entirely. oh trust me, that much is clear because you would be looking at all the possibilities instead of immediately blaming me.

nick: you do know that if priyanka finds out about our affair i may lose custody of my daughter? i know you don't know her, but jealousy is an understatement when it comes to her. straight up possession like the fucking exorcist. nick: of course everyone got it... that means that someone talked. and i didn't talk... so you must've had to talk. how else would this mysterious hacker guy know? i'm no bill nye the fucking science guy, but it's SCIENCE, barbie. SCIENCE.

BARBARA PALVIN ph. at the 80th Venice International Film Festival

Alright so most of what I've heard, people didn't have that great of a time in Vegas. I need to hear that someone had a great time and when I think great time and Vegas you immediately come to mind, you just seem like that kinda guy. I had a great time, for the most part. No menacing, completely random, slightly off-putting text is gonna throw my groove off. So, Joe -- how was Vegas for you? Dancing on top of cars? Stumbling out of bars? Ah, see what I did there? @josvphs

barbara: what could you possibly be coming to me about that involves your daughter, nicholas? barbara: wait wait wait, pump the brakes. you mean the text that literally everyone got?? from the wise words of queen swift, you need to calm down. i didn't say anything to anybody. and may i remind you, you got that text too, but did i immediately run to you and jump down your throat about it? no, i didn't.

nick: i don't have time for formalities when my daughter is involved, barbara. nick: i'm sure you received the same mysterious text message that i did a couple days ago. who the fuck did you tell? i mean, seriously?!

When the super sweet parts come on, I feel as if that entire movie is super sweet, even when it's bordering on painful and angsty. I definitely teared up the first time watching it, not so much the next few times I've seen it with some friends though.

if i ask someone to watch the notebook with me and they not only watch it but talks through it with me, asks questions to understand it better, laughs at the jokes, lets me cry in peace when the super sweet parts come on, and does not fall sleep through it…. they are the one! @hwstarters

When it comes to packing, I'm a very last minute person. I hate it so much, the packing - not being a last minute packer. But I persevered and even made a list of things to make sure I had. You know what I left without? A bikini. I left without packing a bikini to the Maldives. Which is whatever, that just gives me the opportunity to go shop. Want to come with? @emilystonc

We have two, beautiful hopefully eventful in all the best ways weeks here and I plan to make the best of it. I'm not even sure what I want to do first, other than drinking of course. Pregaming is an unspoken rule. There's snorkeling, which I will never turn down, spas, jet skiing, surfing - I don't even know how to surf that one might be a bad idea. Cliff diving sounds fun too though, I don't know I need to do something adventurous. You in? @isabellakhair