swirl ›› cameron dallas

sixty nine

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{breanna's pov}
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We walked upstairs until the main door of my apartment. I was still with the keys on my hand so I just had to open the door.

"Honey, I'm home." I screamed while Cameron laughed behind me.

I closed the door, placed the keys over a table and then we walked to the living room.

"You're already here." I heard and then turned around to see Kylie walking out of the kitchen, cleaning her hands.

"Yeah and I brought someone with me." I replied throwing my bag to the couch.

"I'm not just...someone." Cam said trying to sound offended.

"Oh really ?"

"Yeah, I'm your boyfriend!"

"Someone is needy." Kylie said making me laugh.

"I guess so." I replied walking next to him with my arms open.

He smiled and opened his as well but when I got closer, I closed my arms and passed under his right arm.

"I hate you." He said turning around to look at me.

I just laughed and grabbed his chin.

"No you don't." I replied and then pecked him on the lips.

"It's enough love birds!" Kylie said. "I need to go check our dinner."

We followed her to the kitchen and found Aaron there with his mouth full of food.

"What's up ?" He asked getting up and Cam and I looked at each other and started laughing. "What ?"

"And I thought I was the one who's always eating because I'm pregnant." Kylie murmured loud enough for us to hear it.

"I'm also pregnant...indirectly." Aaron replied shrugging, taking one more bite of his apple.

Kylie shook her head and opened the oven's door to check the food.

"It's almost ready. Can you guys set the table?" Kylie asked looking at us.

Aaron started getting up from the chair but Cameron placed his hand over Aaron's shoulder.

"We can take care of that. Stay here with your wife." He said and Aaron nodded.

Cameron and I went to the dinning room and he placed the towel over the table. I kept looking at him and he seemed...distracted.

"Cameron?" I called and he immediately looked up. "Is everything okay?"

"Yeah, yeah of course." He replied nodding repetitively.

"You seem distracted, your mind is somewhere away from here." I explained placing the plates over the table and then walked next to him and wrapped my arms a little around his neck.

"I was thinking, imagining..." He started, placing his hands on my hips.

"About what ?"

"About us."

"What about us ?" I asked confused.