The Art of Us

Chapter One

Here is the first chapter of the final book in the 'The Art of' series. Enjoy!~Britt

Camila's POV

Lauren and I were sitting on the balcony of the small cottage in Cuba watching the sunset.

"I love it here." She said softly, turning to smile at me.

I smiled back. "I love it here too. I miss living here." I sighed contently.

Standing up, she moved over to me and straddled my hips, wrapping her arms around my neck. "Take me inside?"

I giggled. "You're so cute." I said, smiling at her fondly.

Her smile grew and she leaned in, kissing me softly. "Come on, take me inside."

"No, I want to watch the sunset." I said.

Pouting she lays her head on my shoulder, "But I want to do things."

"We are doing things. We are watching the sunset." I said, running her stomach gently.

Lifting her head, she looks into my eyes, "We have three more weeks to watch the sunset."

"So, we are watching it now. It's beautiful right now, just like you." I said.

Rolling her eyes playfully, she leaned in and kissed me passionately, wrapping her arms around my neck once more.

I kissed her back softly, continuing to rub her stomach. I pulled out of the kiss when the baby kicked. It still amazed me to feel the baby kick.

"Now will you take me inside?" Lauren asked, tilting her head to the side.

"No." I said. "Does it hurt when the baby kicks?" I asked, changing the subject.

She shrugged. "Sometimes."

Caressing her stomach, I turned my attention back to the sky.

Groaning, she dropped her head against my shoulder. "Camz, I want to go inside."

"Why?" I asked. "It's warmer out here than it is in there."

Biting her lip she lifts her head and looks into my eyes, "I want to make love, we haven't done that in so long and now we're married and in Cuba."

I smiled at her softly. "We have ages to do that. Can't we just relax tonight?" I asked softly.

"We've been here a week now, usually that's the first thing that happens on a honeymoon, I googled it." She mumbled cutely.

"Usually? Can't we be a little different?" I asked, kissing her head.

Biting her lip, she looks into my eyes. "We are being different, Camz, we've been here a week already."

"More different, I mean." I said softly.

Pouting, she lays her head back on my shoulder. "I don't want to be more different."

"Being different is a good thing, Laur. Why don't you want to be more different?" I asked softly.

Shaking her head, she just buries her face in my neck and stays quiet.

I frowned. Why was she upset?

"Laur? Talk to me." I said softly.

"You would always get mad if I didn't want to have sex but when I do want to have sex, you don't." She mumbled.

"It's not that I don't want it baby. I'm just trying to change. I'm trying to set boundaries for myself." I said softly.

Lifting her head she looks into my eyes. "But we're on our honeymoon, that's when we're supposed to have a lot of sex."