Acquainted (Camren)

Chapter Eight

The day after.

Lauren's POV

All i did was turn my body into this new position and the next thing i knew is that i'm being screw over by sunlight. It creeped up in my eyes screwing my brain over and disturbing me from my wonderful sleep i ever had in months, apart from practically being wasted last night i'm not having second thoughts why i did that because it was good. I stopped recalling how the sunlight practically ruined my peaceful sleep and opened my eyes only to be met by my clothes practically all over the room and things for my work sprawled all over the floor. I'm that type of lady that likes everything arranged which i can blame the OCD genes my father gave me but i'm not complaining, everything is great when it's neat. It's not that i don't like a messy room because whatever i do it'll always be like this due to the profession i chose and also for living alone in this big apartment.

Five minutes later and i'm still here debating with myself on wether i should get up or just sleep some more but all in all i ended with getting up and onto the bathroom to brush my teeth to get started with my day. It's not a problem that i'm practically naked just walking around the room after all i live alone and there's no one here to bother me. I walked over to my dresserI started walking towards the kitchen only to be stopped by the smell of fresh eggs and bacon being cooked.

It couldn't be my mom. Her visit won't be for another week, funny thing is that she said she'll just book a hotel for the visit. I wonder what changed her mind.

I walked in with my greetings perfectly arranged in my mind just to be surprised that it's not my mom who's cooking and that it was her.

Oh fuck she stayed.

Most of the girls i slept with and bring them inside my home stay and leave at the morning just to say their last remarks but damn no one had the courage enough to stay and cook for breakfast.

There she was with her back turned and is focused with what she was doing with nothing but an oversized tshirt which i think she found laying on the messy floor in my room. She's clearly lost in the music playing from her phone which i think results to the small and sensual movements she makes while cooking.

"Good morning love" I finally decided to speak up and let her know my existance inside the room.

"OH SHIT!" She practically jumped at my attempt of starting a conversation with her. I mean that's a great scenario instead of her finding out.

"I'm so sorry. I didn't mean to scare you" I walked towards the small brunette to calm her down with a small smile plastered across my face.

"Oh god that was so embarrassing" She laughed to herself while red started to tint on her cheeks.

"It's alright love" I tried my best to sound endearing as possible for her to be calm and feel safe around me.

"Okay.. well actually it's already half past one so technically it's supposed to be good afternoon" She explained quickly continuing with the food she's cooking. I hugged her from behind and rest my chin on her shoulder

"I just assumed that it's still morning since you were cooking bacon and egg" I countered.

"Oh and yeah about that.. I'm sorry i used the things you have in your fridge without your permission." The small girl talked leaning down to get the food out of the frying pan and onto the plate.

"It's okay love" I stated. "Do i sound like i'm complaining?" I whispered in her ear and earning a slight smirk from the smaller girl.

"Alright well let's eat" She declared. Removing my hands from her waist and made her way to the table to eat, giving me the signal to join her.

I sat across from the brunette, eyeing the movements she makes while making herself busy with the food on her plate. Memories from last night flashing back on my head.

Flashback

Moans and heavy breathing filled the room and after round 3 both Camila and i are fucking exhausted from to the intense activity that we both engaged in.

But damn i'm not complaining.

Her small hands creeped up once again on my stomach making small circles with the tip of her finger. The brunette just came down from her previous position on top of my center and lay down on her side still breathing hard, trying so hard to calm her breathing from her high. I was looking at the ceiling debating with myself on wether i should engage another round or just let myself drift to sleep. I feel her eyes locked on my face which made me turn to my side and look at her.

"Wanna go for another round?" She asked. Her raspy voice filled my ears, she said it with slow and low voice which just made it even more sensual that sent wetness pool on my center.

This girl is trying to kill me.

End of flashback

"Take a picture, it'll last longer."

My thoughts snapped back from the declaration regaining consciousness from the memories of last night that flooded my mind.

"As a matter of fact i will" I smirked, grabbing my phone from the table and opened the camera app to take candid pictures of the younger girl across the table. The brunette threw her hands up and hid herself from her arms laughing at the sudden burst of
playfulness.

"Stooppp" she says whilst laughing, still covering her face up.

"Nope no" I on the other hand just keep pushing the button.

We were interrupted by the buzzing of her phone on the table beside her, "incoming call: Dinah" it says. I stopped and told her to go ahead and answer it which she replied with an apologetic smile and went to the living room to talk to "Dinah".

She said she was single.. Fuck