Bloodsucker •Cameron Dallas•

3.9 - i love you

Yasmin's P.O.V

Next Day

"What are you getting ready for?" Cameron asked, looking up and down my attire.

"Believe it or not. Caroline wants me to accompany her to the mall." I explained, as I faced my mirror, and brushed my hair.

"You and Caroline?" He asked, surprised.

"Yup." I say, popping the p.

"Wow. That's something new."

"I've gotta ask you something actually." He said, scratching his head.

"Shoot."

"Why did I find a Beretta in your top draw?" He asked, confused.

I was shocked at first. But that was soon replaced with a grin, once I thought of doing something.

"Which drawer?" I asked.

"The top one." He responded.

"I know that. But you haven't told me which one. Left or right?"

"Left." He immediately responded.

I was mentally cackling.

"So you were looking through my lingerie drawer."

His face then dropped, as he realised where I led this to.

"The Beretta was given to me from my Mum. And it's a licensed gun, making it legal." I say, grinning.

His face was bright red.

"Is someone embarrassed?" I asked, raising an eyebrow.

"I don't like it when people embarrass me, Yasmin." He said with a serious tone.

"No. I figured." I grin.

His lips slowly formed into a grin, as I saw something flash in his eyes.

"You've got a little something there." He suddenly said, pointing towards my face.

You can never outsmart a joker. He certainly won't be able to outwork me either.

"Nice try, babe." I say, winking.

He let out a huff.

"I need to leave, as are you, I'm guessing." Cameron said, with a raised eyebrow.

I nodded in response.

"Promise me you'll be careful." Cameron said, as he neared me.

Jokes aside, I looked into his eyes, to see a mixture of emotions. I could see that he was worried.

"I promise." I say with a nod.

He let out a smile, as he leaned in to peck my lips.

"I like your navy lace set, by the way." He murmured against my lips.