Photograph (camren)

Chapter Twenty-Two

A/N: Hello my lovelies,

This is an extra long chapter, which I'd like to let you all know will be how Photograph will be from here on out. I hope.

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   "Come on."

   "NO!"

   "Camila." Lauren shook her head at her girlfriend with a small grin on her face.

  "If you would've told me you were going to make me get on an overgrown donkey death trap then I would've just stayed home." Camila jutted out her bottom lip as the marine tugged her along to the barn by a little ways away from the ranch house. Having been too excited to see her childhood horse, Lauren left everything in the truck and took the smaller woman's hand in a rush.

   "He's a horse Camz." Lauren laughed and came to a stop as she reached up to unhook the door hinges of the barn and led the doctor in to meet her friend. "Relax, he's super gentle."

   "It smells like shit in here." Camila grumbled as they came closer to the stall and suddenly regretted agreeing to this in the first place. Not the time with Lauren, just the well, horses. Once they came up to his stall the horse stuck his head out in greeting and naturally scared the shit out of the younger woman.

   "Camila, this is Spartan. Spartan this is Camila." Spartan nodded his head up and down and Lauren let out a childlike laugh at the notion. "He's my most trusted horse and the most tame, so he's gonna be yours tomorrow when I take you for a ride."

  "Trusted my ass, he nearly scared me to death." Camila came up behind Lauren and peered over her shoulder at the horse. He was beautiful to say the least, all black with a small spot of white between his eyes. He seemed like a friendly guy but being from Cuba and then moving here from Miami, Camila hadn't encountered many horses. She reached a hand out and brushed her fingers along his snout and smiled. "He's really beautiful. I've never really seen one up close before."

  "Really? Where the hell have you been?" Lauren chuckled and took in the exchange between her girlfriend and Spartan.

   "Cuba." Camila deadpanned which caused the marine's face symbolized 'oh shit'. She laughed at her lieutenant's facial expression as she continued, this time with a soft smile on her lips. "There weren't many there and Miami didn't have any at all."

  "Makes sense." Lauren nodded and passed the younger girl a handful of oats to feed Spartan as a little treat. "Here, he loves these things. Just put your hand out and he'll do the rest." Camila did as was told and laughed as the horse's lips tickled her hand and brush her hand over the his coat. "There you go buddy! See he's not all that frightening once you get to know him."

  "Yeah, I suppose you're right." The doctor smiled over to the marine and took a moment to take in her appearance. For the first time in a week Lauren seemed as if she was truly at ease and that alone made Camila's heart swell. But the look she gave back to the younger woman could've lit a thousand fires with how much love was burned into that gaze alone. She placed a quick kiss on the older woman's cheek and slipped her hand into the marine's rougher one with a small content sigh.