Ink ➳ Camren

Chapter Twenty Four

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The taxi ride back to Lauren's apartment was filled with easy conversation and some pretty intense hand holding. Perhaps hand holding wasn't the best way to describe it, hand touching, hand feeling, hand groping? Regardless, Camila had been the one who reached over and gently took Lauren's hand in hers; she wasn't shy about it or the least bit hesitant and the green eyed girl was more than happy to see this side of her. It had started out as just the holding of hands, but soon became a fight for as much contact as possible.

As they talked, their hands never stopped moving, fingers intertwined, soft skin slid across soft skin, fingertips stroked over knuckles and life lines, flexing and gripping playfully and sensually with one another's. It was a completely new experience for the brunette and she would have thought she was alone on that front, but she would have been wrong. A smile tugged at the corners of her mouth as her eyes fell upon Lauren's index finger tracing a heart over her palm.

"Did you have a good time tonight, Lauren?" Camila watched as Lauren's bright jade eyes flashed up to meet hers.

"Yes. I really did, Camila. You planned the perfect first date." Lauren smiled widely and placed her hand flat against the brunette's; she couldn't help but notice the difference in the length of their fingers.

Camila saw her looking; she loved how Lauren's hand looked next to hers. She felt a heat spread across her cheeks as she laced their fingers together and brought them to her lips. "I couldn't agree more." She kissed the back of Lauren's hand and gave her a wink.

The raven haired girl couldn't help but smirk. "Of course, our second date is going to be loads better."

"Is it, then? Do tell." Camila lowered their joined hands and let them rest on the top of her thigh, her other hand entering the mix eagerly.

"Well, for one thing, I'm not going to make you wait for two weeks before I ask you."

A guilty grin appeared on Camila's face. "No?"

"No." Lauren shook her head as she moved closer to Camila. "And since I will be the one to ask you, I will also get to plan what we do."

Camila held her bottom lip between her teeth as Lauren slid even closer to her across the back seat, leaving no room between them. The brunette glanced up at the driver who wasn't paying attention, or was doing a fabulous job of pretending not to pay attention, to what was happening behind him. Camila made a mental note to give him an extra tip just for keeping his eyes off the review mirror. "And what is it that you want to do, Lauren?"

Lauren's eyebrow arched as her mind rotated through a montage of possibilities ranging from the most innocent to the most explicit, but she didn't get a chance to answer as the taxi came to a stop in front of the tattoo parlor.

"Here we are, girls." The driver put the taxi in park and turned around in his seat. Lauren opened her door and gracefully exited the vehicle as Camila pulled out some bills to pay the fare. She looked up just in time to see the driver's eyes all over Lauren's backside, leering appreciatively. He muttered, "Nice one," under his breath.

Camila plucked a ten dollar bill from what she was going to give the driver, making a show of it, and handed him the rest. That wiped the grin right off his face. Camila slid across the seat and climbed out, shutting the door behind her.

Lauren was standing in front of the door that led up to her apartment ; she looked beautiful, as always, framed by the outline of it. The light from the street lamps made her brown hair visible at the roots and Camila wondered if she could find the right words to tell Lauren how radiant she looked without sounding like a fool.