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Chapter Thirty-Five (Part One)

Lauren stared after her girlfriend for a couple minutes after she had shut the door, her mind coming up with different possibilities of what this surprise could possibly be. She hoped Camila hadn't gone and bought a kitten or something, she wasn't a fan of cats. A small ding from her cellphone knocked her off that roller coaster before she could dive too deep into it. She turned her attention to the device and sighed the moment she read Dinah's name with the notification of one new text message.

DJ: Yo! Don't forget, I put your lil' gift in your bag of shit you lugged with you. Try not to forget to give it to her.

With a loud huff, Lauren started typing her reply. Jax joining her on the couch as she did so.

Lauren: I won't, but thanks for letting me know where you put it.

DJ: What even is it?

Lauren: You'll find out soon enough, stop being so damn nosey!

DJ: Well damn okay, but your ass better NOT be proposing without consulting your Captain first. That would be unforgivable.

Lauren: Oh my god Dinah, I wouldn't propose without telling you? The fuck

DJ: Okay good. Run along, I'm sure you're about to get a treat from your girl anyways, so ttyl Lauser, enjoy.

Lauren: The fuck do you mean a treat?

When the Polynesian didn't reply for almost five minutes, Lauren figured she wasn't going to get any hints as to what Camila had planned behind their bedroom door. Of course, if she hadn't been exhausted from traveling, then maybe she would've clued in as to why Mani and Dinah had even gotten the younger Latina what they had gotten her for her birthday. Hell, the fact that she was prepping whatever it was in the bedroom of all places should have had Lauren on the right track. But let her be the first to tell you that traveling for God knows how long after training for five weeks, would've had your ass exhausted too. So shush, leave her alone.

Okay but yeah, the whole bedroom thing should've got her to catch on.

After about twenty minutes of blank staring at the TV and having a rather amusing conversation with Jax about 'how the fuck they came up with the idea that Pluto wasn't a planet', Lauren heard the younger girl call her name from the bedroom.

"No, I know. I don't know where they'd get that idea ei-" She explains to the puppy, scratching

behind his ears as she did so, her words cutting off the moment she heard the doctor's voice.

"Lauren?" Camila called out rather innocently, completely shielding the fact that whatever she had planned behind that door was anything but that.

"Yeah?" Lauren replied, giving the golden retriever one last scratch behind his ears before standing up, switching the television off in the process.

"I'm ready for you babe, come in when you're ready." Now that, that caught the lieutenant's attention and almost instantly made her realize what Camila meant when she said surprise. A sexy surprise.

Without missing a beat, the older woman looked back to the dog with a thumbs up, as if to say 'wish me luck pal' and did her best not to run to the bedroom. She was excited for whatever Camila had planned, but there was no reason to let on just how eager she was. Was there? No, of course not. So, with one deep breath, Lauren walked to the end of the hallway and pushed the door open, her eyes widening when met with the young doctor's surprise.

The lights had been dimmed, the only real source being from the street lamps that lit the streets, coming from the window, with a chair sat in the middle. Before her mind could even catch up, the lieutenant heard a low hum coming from the sound system, in which Camila must have transported from her art room throughout the thirty minute prep for whatever this was; followed by a sly chuckle from behind her.