♡ smut » cameron dallas ♡ [completed]

Chapter • 50

❊50                                           ^the bodysuit :)^

SORRY, BUT CAN WE JUST TALK ABOUT HOW RIDICULOUSLY KINDHEARTED YOU GUYS ARE. 

HONESTLY WHEN I LOOKED ON MY NOTIFICATIONS AND SAW THAT YOU GUYS WERE COMMENTING ADORABLE AND KIND STUFF THAT FELT SO HEARTWARMING AND I WAS SMILING SO MUCH ALL BECAUSE OF YOU. 

THANK YOU SO MUCH.

ALSO WTF. THIS IS CHAPTER 50? HOLY MAMA.

ALSO, Y/N/N - Your NickName ;))))

oh yeah, enjoy ;)

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As the suns rays delicately began coating my skin in a golden glow, a smooth, cold breeze fluttered effortlessly against my now sun-kissed skin, making the hammock swing ever so slightly before I picked up the small, sharp lemon cocktail from a dainty straw side table and began sipping on it.

My eyes slowly close themselves in the serenity of our 'get-away' vacation, letting all my limbs lose any tension and forgetting the worries that Cameron and I left back in California.

No media, no troubles.

But before hearing the shower turn off and the rattling of the bead curtains that dangled loosely from the door frame, Cameron began tip-toeing across the scorching hot concrete covered in small grains of sand, wearing nothing but a towel around his waist as his skin soaked itself the heat.

He lent himself against the palm tree that supported the hammock and began smiling, "And what happened to the space reserved for me on this hammock?" Cameron's voice cooed playfully, swinging the hammock slightly to try and receive attention from me. My eyes trailed from his bronzed torso, up to his dangling, wet hair, making me smile to myself.

"It's right here, Dallas." I smiled, pointing next to me, laying my arm out across the large hammock of where he was supposed to be laying.

He padded his feet across to the other side of the netted hammock before laying directly next to me, the force of his landing making me chuckle as I grabbed onto his torso and the hammock swung side to side.

"Ahh..." He exhaled happily before taking a sip of my cocktail, licking the ring of sugar surround the top of the glass, "we should spend the rest of our lives here, you know?" He stated, staring at the tropical leaves that shaded our bodies from being exposed to the warm rays of sun.

"That would be nice, wouldn't it." I spoke, smiling as I fiddled with the wedding ring on left hand, "but unfortunately, we both have family, reality and work to do back at home, Cam."

A smile tugged at his lips as he grabbed my hand and gently held it as he spoke, "I know, but just imagine how chill everything would be. We wouldn't have to work, get up and all the other things we hate doing. It would be everything we ever dreamed of, even starting a family too." He rasped, I noticed that he felt passionate about it because of the way he would make sweet, unneeded hand gestures or look at me with his sincere brown eyes and then avert his gaze to the lilac sky, pure devotion in his voice, "God, I could just image having a little one running around." A satisfied look was on his face as he spoke about the future, not only my lips but my eyes smiling at how purely dedicated and committed he looked.

like this is what he wanted.

"I could never dream of something so," I paused, wrapping my arm across his torso, "idyllic." I finished, planting a delicate kiss to his neck, not seductivly, but a way of saying I love you.