Dream Catcher

Risk

"What are you doing here?"

"Camz, I have the exact same question for you. Why are you here? You sneaked off on me, I ain't forgetting that."

Lauren noticed Camila's silence.

"Sorry, didn't mean to. Are you hurt?"

"No."

"Is it true then that the Spanish mob had their eyes on you?"

"I don't know."

"What happened?"

"Laur...I can't talk anymore. The scene comes into my mind every damn time someone mentions it."

"Come here, it'll be fine. You'll get through this. I'm with you. You hear that? I'm with you."

As her green eyes take in Camila's form, Lauren smiled.

"You look great in that fit.", she said to lighten the mood.

"Thanks. I didn't really expect that your good office had such a good selection of wardrobes.", Camila responded then she nodded and took a notice on Lauren's outfit.

"I can't focus when you look so hot in that uniform. You're making me wish I could get stuck with you for another round...of drinks."

"I was hoping you'd say much more than that."

"That mouth of yours is nothing but trouble, Jauregui.", Camila chuckled.

The sharp ring of the telephone caused both of them to focus on the object and Lauren answered it and shakes her head as the conversation was over.

Lauren cleared her throat.

"Camz, I've been assigned to lead on your case. My main goal is to protect you until the trial commences. It is also a chance for a big promotion. As you know, the captain is my supervisor and if he found out that we knew each other..."

"He'd take you off the case?"

"Yeah, if we were involved in any way, I'd be considered as a conflict of interest. And who knows what he can do? I might be sent off to somewhere. Camila, please? For me?"

Lauren eyes met Camila's pleadingly. Camila stepped closer so Lauren is backed against the door.

"What do I get in return? I'm starting to think of a few things..."

Lauren's breath came out in a ragged moan as Camila pressed her chest against hers.

"Camz, believe me, I want to do it with you. So much..."

"Then do it.", Camila teased.

The vest that separates them isn't enough to stop the heat from flowing through their bodies.

Camila then slide her palm down until her hand is dipping beneath the bottom of Lauren's vest. Playfully rubbing against the skin just beneath Lauren's belt.

A strangled moan works out of Lauren's lips and Camila can feel the warmth against her tongue through her open mouth.

The door creaks open and they jerked apart, fiddling with her top to avoid looking at Lauren as Bruce entered the place.

"I'm glad that you've already acquainted each other."

"Oh, she knows how to make a memorable first impression.", a startled choking noise emerged from Lauren which she quickly covered up with a cough.

"Well, good job. I'm so sorry Ms. Camila but I have to hurry this operation. Both of you will be leaving as early as now and you will be oriented along the way."