His Smile

CHAPTER 50

"It's not bragging if you can back it up."- Muhammad Ali.

Third Person's POV

"What are you doing in my house?" Ashley asks, a knowing smile on her lips.

"I came to see my boyfriend, of course!" Cam smirks proudly.

"So much for 'I want him to work hard to get me'." She teases, "And now what? You're the one who can't stay away from him. Just one day of being a girlfriend and you're already here, visiting him."

Cam bites her lips, "Can't help it," she shrugs, "by the way, are you not supposed to be out today. Where's your darling loverboy?"

"I don't know?" She draws out, "he's supposed to be here by now, but I don't know what's keeping him."

Cam taps her chin in thought. "Mmh... that's so unusual of him, yesterday, he cancelled and today he's not here when he's supposed to."

"I know right," She lets out a nervous chuckle, "it's w-e-ird."

"Why don't you go to his place to find out? I don't know, surprise him, maybe?"

Her eyes glints immediately, "I guess so. See ya!" And with the she leaves and heads for Grayson's place.

Cam on the other hand tiptoes, slowly into Lucas' room. She opens the door quietly, hoping it doesn't squeak when she enters. Gladly, it doesn't. She finds him asleep in his bed, hair moving in all directions. She smiles and removes her slippers, pushes it aside and places her handbag on the floor. She tiptoes yet again towards the bed, and when she's closer, climbs into it. She lays right beside him so she could get access to his sleeping face. She bites her lip as she studies his sleeping face. A smile tugs at the corner of her lips and she fans herself with her palm and bats her lashes dramatically.

"Damn! My boyfriend is handsome even in his sleep." She whispers to herself in pride, "I've got a handsome boyfriend." She sings, "La la la la la la." She pushes a hair that had fallen on his face away, still singing. He stirs slightly in his sleep, and that's when she realizes that her voice might have gotten louder by the second and if care's not taken he might just wake up, so she places a finger to her lips to shush. "He's asleep. Cam, behave." She scolds herself and continues to stare at him shamelessly, committing his sleeping face to memory.

Her fingers itched to touch his face. After a moment of debating in her head, whether to or not, she gives in to her adamant desires. She stretches her hand towards his face and starts by tracing his brows with her finger tips. She traces both brows and then moves to his thick lashes. She wets her lips with her tongue, as she runs her fingers along it, playing with it, flicking it here ad there. She moves on to his nose, runs her finger along his nose. Slowly she was getting satisfied at her silly deeds but she wouldn't stop however. Her next target was his lips. Her finger pauses mid air when she was about to touch it.

 Was she about to play with fire?

 Something like that.

But did she really care what the outcome of her actions may be?

Definitely not.

She shrugs, and biting her lower lip, trail her finger at the seam of his lips, the action eliciting a kind of emotion, she's felt and known all too well within her. She takes her finger off, like it burned her. Too many thoughts running her head. Just too many. She sighs and trails her hand along his jaw, tracing it, back and forth. She cups his cheek with her palm, and in that instant another hand was on hers, His. Lucas' eyes flutters open and she freezes.

"What are you doing?" He croaks out, staring at her surprise-stricken face.

"U...uhm n...nothing." She stutters and tries to take off her hand from his face but he doesn't allow it, rather he tightens his hold on her hand. Her heart was racing wildly.