Shawn's POV
After a long shift last night for both of us, Camila still managed to make the night relaxing and fun. It had been awhile since we'd taken a bath together and with her mom and sister out for the night, we were able to enjoy a nice warm bath wrapped in each other's arms. Camila had filled the tub with our favorite bubble bath and lit my favorite candles all around our bathroom. The soft glow instantly calming me and relaxing my tired muscles. The smell like heaven as we kissed gently before I helped her undress and she with me, stepping into the warm bath both letting out a sigh of relief, instantly feeling the anxiety and stress of the day melt away.
I'll never bore of being with her. Of course as the water began to cool, we began to heat up. There still isn't a day that goes by that I'm not grateful that Camila is healing well from her trauma. I'm glad that we both are. However, I can't lie and say there isn't a part of me that waits for the time we have sex and she has to stop because she has a flashback. It scares me to think that this could happen and that she'd ever associate our time together with what happened to her. I try my hardest to treat her like a Queen and show her what love is supposed to be and feel like; because I do, I love her so much and I love being able to show her how much I love her.
Needless to say last night we didn't have a care in the world, and she had no flashbacks as we rolled around in the sheets together. Making love to her and with her is something I only ever dreamed of and now that I get to do it whenever we both desire, I feel like the luckiest man in the freaking planet. As I was holding her, watching her tension dissolve in my hands, relief wash over her face I couldn't help but imagine what this would be like with her as my fiancé and eventually my wife. I've been counting down the days.... I can't wait. This trip can't come soon enough.
As I wake up this morning, I feel the weight of her body wrapped in mine. She's breathing softly, her chest rising and falling with each breath as she cuddles into my neck further. She's basically on top of me and I honestly wouldn't have it any other way. Right now I know she's safe and cared for in my arms. There are times where I want it to be like this forever because then I know nothing can hurt her again.
Kissing the side of her face, I hear her let out a content sigh as she starts to move to wake up. Her sleepy eyes meet mine, so bright and beautiful I can't help but plant kisses all over her face.
"Good morning love" she whispers.
"Good morning baby" I reply back, pulling her closer to me so I can kiss her.
Our kiss gets interrupted by no other than our son who decides to jump up on the bed and lick both our faces. Both of us let out a loud laugh as we tell Tarzan to get off the bed.
"I think he's excited to see grandma and grandpa today" I tell Camila as I help pull her out of the comfort of our bed. "I think you're right!" she giggles as Tarzan trots around the room like he knows he's going on an adventure today.
I had called my parents last night and we agreed on a picnic in the park. My sister is bringing her new puppy Oreo and we're bringing Tarzan. My mom made me promise not to bring anything but my girlfriend and her grandson for which I was thankful, but also surprised. Usually she has me bring something for picnics, but not today.
When it's time to go, Tarzan brings Camila his leash while I grab his water bowl and a toy. Camila pats our boy on the head as he releases his leash and she clips it on his collar. Almost smiling, Tarzan bounds for the door and no sooner do I open it, he goes to sit right by my truck waiting for his mom and dad to join him.
"You're such a good boy Tarzan" I reward him with some ear scratches which he loves.
Once all three of us are settled in the truck we drive to the park and spot my sister and her puppy right away. Camila goes to grab Tarzan's leash but misses as he's too quick in jumping out the window and running towards my sister. Luckily she grabs her puppy up in her arms before Tarzan can lick her and topple over Aaliyah.
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Saving Her
FanfictionCamila a receptionist on a unit her father built for "special victims" is best friends with Detective Shawn Mendes of the Toronto Special Victims Unit. They've been inseparable since they met at a college party a few years ago. Both are adventure...