Traces Of The Past - (Shawmila, The Story) Vol. III

July.11.20/My Forever

Camila's POV

July 11, 2020

What could be better than waking up entangled in the arms of the love of my entire universe? I don't know, because today I wasn't lucky enough to contemplate the possibilities.

I snort still sleepily without opening my eyes, knowing I'm alone in the room again. I duck under the covers as the cold comes to attack me and reach out to turn off the alarm on my phone ringing on my nightstand, or rather Shawn's nightstand. At some point I ended up on his side of the bed. Thinking about yesterday makes me shiver. I sigh remembering his tender smile as he made me his, with his strong hands touching me everywhere skillfully and how delicious I felt his...

- Did you wake up, honey? - Precisely he comes to interrupt my sweet line of thought. I groan in response without moving from my spot, but soon I am forced to wake up completely when he pulls the covers off me, exposing me. My skin crawls. - Wow, what a beauty.

- Come and love me or let me go back to sleep, thank you. - I say in a whisper, looking up at him with my eyes narrowed. His blurry figure towers over me and the next second I have him literally on top of me, crushing me against the bed, showering wet kisses down my neck that make me forget the cold that enveloped me. - Oh, how nice. This is how I always want to wake up.

- How? Naked, all sexy and bossy? - He laughs helplessly and it's impossible for me to get mad at him for joking at my expense because the way he caresses me with his warm hands has me in a trance in another dimension. His eyes never stop looking at me as I try to keep breathing normally. - Too bad...

- What?

- As much as I'd love to stay and make love to you for 24 hours... I gotta get back to the studio, baby.

- What if I kidnap you for a few minutes? A few. The others can wait for you. - I murmur in his ear, catching his lobe delicately between my teeth making him moan, and thus me too. - You won't regret it, handsome.

- Hmm... Ok... No, no! - He shakes his head giving me a nervous smile, pulling away from me little by little, as if I were an imminent danger to him. - You tempt me so much, but I can't now. Forgive me.

- Your willpower is greater... much to my disappointment. - I pout and he laughs in amusement, leaning down to leave a kiss on my forehead.

- I'll make it up to you later, mi vida.

- I assure you you will. - I threaten him teasingly, leaving a kiss on his cheek in return. - Can I even take breakfast with you?

- Sure, that's what I came for. - He brushes his nose against mine softly, winks at me and slaps me on the butt which makes me look at him in surprise and jump out of bed as I think about getting even. He's already gone before I make it. - I'll wait for you upstairs, beautiful! - He shouts from behind the door and I lie there for a while with my heart pounding.

***

A bear hug and an emotionally charged kiss is what greets me as I enter the studio half an hour later. A cheer can be heard behind Shawn's back, who doesn't let go of me until we've run out of air in our lungs and my cheeks must be like a red light before I head over to see his friends staring at us with funny smiles on their faces.

- Hello everyone, how are you?

- Welcome back, Camila. - Andrew greets me, giving me his seat so I can have breakfast. The smell of hot chocolate whets my appetite right away. - I'm off, but I'll see you in the afternoon, okay?

- Ok, thanks Andrew. - We say goodbye to him and I take a sip of my chocolate next to my oatmeal muffin while I stand back and watch the others work.

Even though he's just one person, the Shawn he is when he's with me is not the same as the Shawn he is when he's surrounded by his friends, and that makes it interesting to me. A smile breaks his face in two when he hears from Scott that one of his songs is finished and ready for release, and they jump up and down like crazy celebrating effusively, with Connor next to me playing the table as if it were a drum kit. He almost spills my chocolate.