Skylar Jones

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Half of my heart is in Havana.

Skylar Jones
Chapter 30

"Hey Cam" I grinned at my favorite morning person and softly kissed the top of his head.

"What?" He murmured grumpy, closing his eyes shut and snuggling his head in my pillow.

The boy actually looked hot with his messy dark bed hair where I badly wanted to rake my hands through, his naked upper body where all his muscles were exposed and his grumpy morning face that made him look manly.

My boyfriend was gorgeous.

"Nice tattoo, you have there" I smirked at the little childish bear that was on his shoulder.

"It was a bet okay! It's my best friend Jake his fault, he loves to pester me!" He shot up, covering his arm at an instant and glaring his daggers at me.

Damn he looked so sexy when he was angry.

Hehe.

"Oh so now you are suddenly fully awake huh?" I laughed and kissed his lips, loving the fact that I found something to embarrass him.

I don't think the teasing will ever stop between the two of us. That was a thing between us that somehow brought us closer.

Cam and I mostly talked about everything, ate some food and scolded each other like we usually did in our own way yesterday. I definitely enjoyed my time with him.

He also comforted me when I told him something personal about my parents. The way he looked at me and took care of me, that's what I appreciated the most. I liked how he took that turn from teasing and trying to embarrass me to comforting and caring deeply for me.

People didn't look further into him, but once you did, you saw a nice boy who built those walls around him. Cam was sensitive even though he'd never admit that.

But he was also a mean shithead.

"Fuck you!" He huffed and glared at me.

Oh yeah he cares so deeply for me, as you can see.

"With pleasure" I used his words against him and widened my smirk.

My eyes widened when Cam attacked me by jumping on top of me and pinning me down the bed by my arms. My heartbeat increased and I actually liked this.

Damn, I fell too hard for this boy.

"I'm going to make you regret this! Any last words?" He growled low, threatening me.

"In this position, the bear looks like he's smiling at me. I'm going to call him
Cammy!" I giggled.

And that's when the beginning of my death started.

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"My stomach still hurts" I whined when we were on our way.

The bastard thought it was funny to tickle the death out of me. He was way stronger than me and held me down pretty well while he tickled my entire body. He knew I couldn't resist them yet he kept doing it to make me suffer.

Was it bad that I kinda liked it?

Eventually I made him stop by giving him some kisses so I sort of blackmailed him.

Wink.

"That's your own fault for making fun of me" He walked inside the building like a badass and payed for our tickets.

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