A Love Like This (Stauren) {Book 1: Completed}

Chapter 8

*Steven's POV*

"Hurry up Em!" I said frantically as Emmie jumped out of the car at the airport.

"Clam down Steve, we have plenty of time," Lauren stated while getting her suitcase out of the trunk. "Are you in a rush to get to New York Comic Con? If you are, I'm sorry but it doesn't start until tomorrow."

"Oh haha really funny." I then leaned in close to her ear and whispered, "But for the record, I really want to kiss you right now but people would see."

Lauren gave me a smirk. "Just be patient and then you can kiss me as much as you want."

"I thought we had to go," Emmie muttered from behind me.

"Come on," I said and we walked into the airport and to the security line. I hate the security lines.....no correction, I hate airports. I am always hoping that nobody will recognize us because I hate Emmie being exposed to all that. And there's the fact that I can't kiss Lauren. If someone were to catch that and get a photo, that would be....interesting.

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We were walking down the aisle of the airplane when I finally spotted our row of three seats. "Em, right there," I said and Emmie scooted into the row before giving me her bag to put in the overhead compartment. Lauren started to put hers up but I took the bag from her hands. "You sit, I got it." She gave me a smile and I finished storing all of our carry-on bags.

With a huff, I plopped down in the aisle seat with Lauren between Emmie and I. I gave a quick glance to the man sitting in the row next to us to make sure he wasn't paying attention, just in case, before turning my head to place a long kiss on her soft lips.

By the time we were in the air, Lauren and Emmie were both sound asleep. The sight of the two made my heart want to melt. Lauren had her arms wrapped around Emmie, Emmie's head on her chest while Lauren's head was on my shoulder with her hand gripping mine. I carefully lifted her hand to my lips, not wanting to wake her, and placed a small kiss on one of her knuckles.

My two girls.

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As soon as the three of us had taken a few steps out of the airport in New York, photographers crowded around as if they knew when we we going to arrive. Emmie's hand grouped onto mine and she pressed her face into my side. She gets really freaked out by the paparazzi sometimes, so I lifted her up into my arms where she this time his her face in my neck. At this point I've learned to just keep walking past them and sometimes give a smile or two.

We quickly walked down the sidewalk to the rental car place where I checked in and got our car. Before getting inside the car, I knelt down in front of Emmie. "You okay?"

"Yeah," she sighed. I placed a kiss on her forehead and got in the drivers seat.

It took about an hour to get to the hotel and it was already late so we couldn't do anything before we went to sleep.

There was two beds in the room and Emmie was already sleeping in one and I was laying with Lauren in the other.

"Are you ready for tomorrow?" She asked, referring to Comic con.

I let out a sigh and propped myself up on my elbow so I was almost leaning over her. "I don't know, I love these kind of things because of the fans and everything, but I hate Emmie being exposed to it. She gets bothered by the photographers and interviewers because she's my kid."

She reached up and tucked a loose strain of hair that had fallen in my face by behind my ear. "Well maybe it's good to expose it to her a little bit at a time so it's not so hard."

I gave a small laugh and she lightly hit my arm. "What," she laughed.

"You can just always solve all my problems better than me," I said with a smile.

"Maybe it's because I love you and want you to be stress free and happy." Her hand moved around to the back of my neck where she started to run her fingers lightly through it.

"Maybe," I replied while leaning down to kiss her lips. Our lips moved perfectly I'm sync and fit perfectly together, as if they were made specifically for each other. I rubbed my hand gently up and down her waist and she lifted her up slightly up so I could wrap my arm around it, bringing her closer.

Emmie softly hummed in her sleep, making us laugh against each other's lips and pull away. "I love you Laur."

"I love you more Steve."

That's not possible.

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