All Of Me (Camren G!P)

Chapter 7

Camila's POV

Because we're ridiculous and this relationship is still so new we can't seem to be away from each other. Lauren invited me over to the firehouse to meet the guys. We've been a technical couple for the last month and every day I'm with her I get closer and closer to falling in love with her. Lauren is pretty much the perfect human for me. She's crazy smart, she's beautiful and determined. Our personalities and sense of humor fit perfectly together. It's something I didn't know I was ready for, but I am so glad I met her that day.

I told Lauren I can't just show up empty handed so I offered to make them dinner. I have two 9×13 baking dishes with chicken enchilada casserole in them. That way if they don't like me they'll be preoccupied with food. I have a pair of skinny jeans and an off white sweater on. My hair is back in a ponytail and I didn't put any makeup on today. Lauren prefers me more natural when we're not at the club and I am A-Okay with that.

I'm nervous when I pull up to the firehouse, but Lauren is standing out front with the guy she was standing with at the school when I ran into her there. He's not a tall as Lauren, but just as muscular. It doesn't look strange though. He looks well proportioned. By the time I gather my things and I'm getting out of my SUV Lauren is walking toward me.

"Hey," I smile. The sun is just setting so I can see the happy glow on her face when she smiles back.

"Hi. Need some help?" she offers.

"Sure, these are a little heavy." I offer her the reusable bag with the heavy glass dishes in it.

She gives me a look like I must be joking and takes them from me like they weigh nothing at all. After that she leans down to give me a kiss.

"Anything else need carrying?"

"Nope." I have another bag with sour cream, sliced jalapenos and guac in case anyone wants it.

"How was work?" she asks like she always does. She's got that sooty, firefighter smell on her right now.

"Terrible today. Two of the kids got sick. Well, one got sick and puked in the trashcan, triggering the second. After that no one could seem to focus so I had to do an impromptu lesson plan change to keep them all engaged," I tell her. "You smell fire. Have you been playing with fire?"

"I wouldn't say playing with it," she says as we walk toward the open overhead doors. There are two firetrucks parked inside along with an ambulance.

"Uh oh. Did something catch fire on accident?" There are suddenly four pairs of very curious eyes on me.

"Just a warehouse," she shrugs. "That was full of pesticides. You should have seen all the pretty explosions."

"Oh, sounds fun. Lance told me wants to be a firefighter after you guys left," I smile. "I told him that it's a very noble profession."

'It is," she nods. When we walk into the large garage she stops to introduce me to the guys sitting around watching us. "Fellas, this is Camila. Camila, this is Lieutenant Herveaux, the chili terrorist."

"Ah, so if I leave Lauren, she has you to thank," I giggle. "It's nice to meet you, Lieutenant." I hold out my hand to shake her.

"You too." He shakes my hand. "Jauregui's been trying to keep you a secret so you must be a big deal."

"Or I embarrass her," I shrug. I know she's not embarrassed by me.

"She's her lock screen," the little guy snickers, making the other guys do the same. Someone makes a whip cracking noise.

He must be single.

"She's better looking than any of you schmucks," Lauren retorts. "And she brought food, so be nice."