Gravity

Epilogue

*20th February 2021*

*Saturday 9.30pm*

*Philadelphia *

Camila's POV:

"Excuse me Mrs Jauregui, what do you think you're doing?" I feel a pair of arms wrap around my waist from behind as I finish serving a customer.

I turn around to find Lauren looking at me with a raised eyebrow. "What does it look like?" I reply challengingly and Lauren literally bites her tongue. "I'm serving our customers."

Lauren shakes her head as her eyes glance down to my every growing stomach. "Camila"

"Lauren, I'm pregnant not disabled. I am more than capable to stand here and pour drinks." I roll my eyes at the look on her face. "Callie called in sick, you need my help."

"We can manage."

"Nope." I lean forward and press my lips against her in a soft kiss. "I love you, but you are being too protective right now." I pull out of her grasp and turn back towards the bar to serve another waiting customer. "I'm fine." I shout back at her over my shoulder.

I watch as she shakes her head before joining me at the bar. I am right. We are really busy tonight and one of our main bartenders is on her honeymoon while another has called in sick with the flu. We're two people down and there is no way I'm just going to sit around and watch when I am more than capable of helping.

This is my bar too.

I may be eight months pregnant but I am not an invalid and the sooner Lauren remembers that the better.

I'm not going to lie and say the night was easy. My feet are killing me, but every time Lauren looks over in my direction I plaster on a fake smile and pretend nothing is wrong. The last thing I need right now is an I told you so.

Finally it's closing time and I am exhausted. I don't even bother hiding it as I slump down on to one of the now empty booths. I watch as Lauren locks up the doors, saying goodbye to our last busboy before pulling down the blinds. She turns around to face with and her lips twitch in to a soft smile as she approaches me.

"You're beautiful."

I scoff and shake my head. "Seriously? I'm eight months pregnant, I'm exhausted and my feet are covered in blistered. Honey, there is nothing about me that is beautiful right now."

"You're beautiful." Lauren repeats with a firm voice as she slides into the booth beside me and pulls my feet onto her lap. I close my eyes as she starts to message them, instantly feeling better.

"If you're after sex, I'm sorry but my legs are closed for the evening." I smirk with my eyes closed. I hear Lauren chuckle and she leans down to press a kiss against my ankle.

"Is there nothing I can do to persuade you?" she pulls on my leg before she leans down and starts to pepper slow soft kisses along the back of my calf before twisting into the inside of my thigh.

I sigh and lean back against the leather booth, a content sigh escaping my lips as she edges higher and higher and my sigh turns into a moan as I feel her hot breath come closer and closer to where it needs to be.

Lauren slides my skirt up to my waist and I gasp as her lips press against my wet centre, over my panties.

"Oh god." My eyes are clasped shut. "Lauren,we can't"

"I sent everyone home. We're the only ones here." Lauren murmurs against me and the vibrations from her voice do something to me. I grab on to her tightly and shudder when she pulls down my panties. "Let me have a taste."