Beautiful When You Don't Try (Camren)

Chapter 39

A/N: Alrighty...I can always tell when you like a chapter because the reviews and votes come in nonstop all day. Insanity. So glad you liked it though. More fun coming up. Definitely going to explore Adrianne, Normani, and Kim's options more.

And for Lauren and Camila...we will be getting to the interview and there will definitely be more apartment hunting than what there is in this chapter. There will also be a bit more of a peek into how Camila's life style is effecting Lauren's. And we will be getting to Lauren's other tattoo eventually.

Again, thank you for all of your wonderful and energetic reviews. And don't forget to let me know if you are team Kim or team Normani.

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"Are you still pissed?" Adrianne asked as Normani got into her car, pouting like she had been all the rest of the day.

"I'm not pissed." She retorted, obviously pissed. "Why would I be pissed? This is just sex. All we are doing is fucking. No emotions involved."

"Right." Adrianne wasn't buying it. Part of her was happy that Normani was showing interest, but part of her wasn't. That relationship would be way too complicated to maintain anyway. Not only were they living in separate states, but Normani had her little love triangle thing going on and Adrianne was not the sharing type, especially when a male was involved. And Especially when that male was the prick that got Lauren pregnant by not using protection when she asked. She had nearly jumped into her car to drive to Miami and kill him when she found that out.

"I'm not pissed." Normani restated with a little bit more conviction in her voice.

"Okay. Well that's good. So I guess you wont mind if I head out for a little bit tonight to fuck Kim." Normani's eyes snapped up to hers in anger. She was pissed. "Exactly."

"How old is she anyway? Twelve?"

Adrianne rolled her eyes and began the long drive back to her apartment. "She's twenty-one. And I wasn't being serious."

The dark beauty pouted, looking out the window. "She can't handle you. You'd be too much for her."

"Why? Because I'm too much for you?" She didn't answer. "People can surprise you sometimes. I mean, you thought Lauren was a prude and she handled me nearly every night for three years. You almost crashed after one."

"I don't care." Normani announced hoping to end the discussion, but knowing it was highly unlikely. Adrianne was just as stubborn as she was, but that was the flame that she was drawn to. That challenge the apprentice threw in her face.

"I think the problem is that you do care. This was about sex and now you have emotions involved. Maybe we should just stop and get you checked back into your hotel." Normani knew that was what they should do but she couldn't speak the words. "It wouldn't work between us anyway. I like relationships. You don't. I live in New York. You live in Miami with your boyfriend and your girlfriend."

"I know. Fuck! I don't need you to remind me. You know...I just...why did you have to kiss her? Everything would have been so fucking simple if you hadn't done it."

"She's confused and needed help. Besides, it shouldn't matter who I kiss."

"Well when you're fucking me, it does."

Adrianne arched an eyebrow and looked at the woman sitting next to her. She was battling internally as much as Kim was, just with a very different topic. Adrianne pulled off the street into a parking spot and waited for a confused Normani to look at her. "Kiss me."

"What?"

"Kiss me."

Normani only searched her eyes for a second before leaning over the center console into a deep and forceful kiss, sucking Adrianne's bottom lip between hers with each frantic caress. She smoothly undid her seat belt and moved her weight further into Adrianne with one hand braced on the driver's door, the other on the leather console between them. She moaned as Adrianne's hands ran up her neck, encouraging her more. Normani didn't care if anyone walking on the sidewalks could see. She needed that woman. Suddenly Adrianne turned away and Normani pushed back to look at her face in confusion.