The Green Card (Camren)

2: Baile

Camila untied her apron and threw it in a basket. She pulled her shiny brown hair out of a ponytail so her locks fell over her shoulders.

"Euhm.. Camila?"

Camila quickly turned around, her brown orbs met with Lauren's green ones. She could've sworn they were a bit darker than before. "Sí?" Camila asked while fighting the urge to bite her lip. Lauren wore a black, lose dress that could easily be worn at the beach over a bikini. Camila's eyes roamed over Lauren's body. Her face pale, but cause of the sunburn her cheeks were flushed red. Her black hair tangled because of the sea, sand and wind. Her lips curved in a soft smile. As her eyes followed down, Camila first noticed she isn't wearing a bra. Her full boobs were slightly seen through her black dress. Her curves on her waist and tights were perfect.

Camila looked back up to face Lauren. "I'm sorry... you are just..."

Lauren giggled and looked down to the floor of the kitchen of the restaurant. "It's okay Camila."

Camila smirked slightly, surprised that she could make the beautiful girl so shy with her actions and words.

"I have a question Camila, I just arrived in Havana and I'm looking for a guide."

Camila nodded for Lauren to go on.
"Would you like to be my guide Camila? I promise to give you something in place."

Camila quirked up her eyebrow, her lips forming a smirk again. "Well Lauren, I'd love to be your guide. But at night I have work at restaurant. How long are you staying here?"

Lauren face lit up, "Eeh, I'm staying for a week."

"Just a week? To visit Cuba?"

Lauren nodded, "That's all I could get from my job." She chuckled.

Camila sighed and took a few steps closer to Lauren, leaning close to her ear. "I'll let you see everything Cuba has to bring." She whispered in the ear of the green eyed girl.

Lauren gulped loudly and nodded.

"Let's go out Lauren." Camila said and walked out of the back of the restaurant. A blue, vintage Vespa was placed by the wall of the building.
Camila grabs the helmet of the seat and hands it to Lauren. "Hop on Lauren."

Lauren sighed deeply before nodding, hoping everything would turn out alright.

Lauren hated taking risks and asking Camila to guide her around Havana, was definitely taking a risk. A huge risk. Now her arms were tightly around Camila's waist as she drove through the busy traffic of Havana.
Lauren's head was resting on Camila's shoulder. Lauren could smell Camila's vanilla perfume. Her eyes closing as she had the wonderfull scent in her nose.

Camila pulled up at a abounded building. She waited for Lauren to get off the Vespa. Lauren stood uncomfortable besides the Vespa. Camila swung her right leg over the Vespa and shook her head left and right to fix her hair. She ran her hand through her hair and Lauren licked her lips, God.

Placing the helmet on the seat, Lauren quickly followed Camila. She opened a creaking door that barely fully opened.

"Where are we?" Lauren whispered as she closed the door behind her. Her heartbeat going uncounting beats per minute. Lauren hated risks. And a abounded building, that only had a few dim lights that made that the room was barely lighted and it was just darkness.

"Just follow me." Camila said as she went downstairs.

"Just tell me where we are going Camila. Are you going to kill me?" Lauren asked, stopping just in front of the stairs.

Camila turned around, she looked at Lauren who stood there. Camila only saw a shadow of the woman that followed her. Camila rolled her eyes, she was sure Lauren could not see her.

"Did you just roll your eyes at me? Camila I'm asking you and I'm dead serious. Where are we going?"

"I am not going to kill you. I'm taking you to an underground bar. So you can really see what Cubans do after their work."

Lauren sniffed and nodded. "Okay just... slow down... I'm..."

"Are you scared?"

"No! I just like to know what to expect."

"Well just follow me." Camila shrugged her shoulders and continued to walk down the stairs.

Lauren sighed and quickly followed the Cuban girl.

As soon as they were down, a smile was formed on Lauren's lips.

"Wow."

Camila looked over her shoulder and smirked. "Welcome to Little Havana Lauren."

The place smelled like sweat, alcohol and sex. Lauren's eyes scanned the huge room. The dancefloor was full of couples dancing some latin dance. Dresses of the woman and girls swirling around. Man that seductivly grabbed their asses and grinded up against them.

"Let's take a seat." Camila yelled over the Spanish music and she walked over to one of the few empty tables.
Lauren sat down in front of Camila. Lauren looked at Camila, who was trying to get the attention of a waiter.

"Aye mamí!" The Cuban voice of Camila was heard loudly. And Lauren saw a woman walking towards them. Black hair that fell on her ass, wearing a short, red dress. Her dress barely covering her cleavage. The woman leaned over the table, pushing her breasts almost in Camila's face.

"Sí?" The woman said seductive with a slurring voice. Lauren frowned her eyebrows as Camila's lips formed a smirk and as her brown eyes fell on the cleavage of the young woman.

"Dos Cuba Libre por favore."
^two Cuba Libres please^

The waitress nodded, her hands wrapped around Camila's upperarm. "Sí hermosa."
^Yes beautiful^

The woman winked at Camila and her fingers travelled over her arms. Stopping at Camila's neck.

"Me gustaría bailar contigo."
^I'd like to dance with you^

Camila laughed and placed her fingers underneath the chin of the Cuban woman. She mumbled something in Spanish to the woman. The woman looked at Lauren and back at Camila. The woman laughed, "Ella?" She asked nodding towards Lauren.

Camila nodded and licked her lips as she looked at Lauren, "Dos Cuba Libres por favore." She repeated our order and the waitress scoffed loudly, looking back to Lauren for one last time.

As she walked away, Lauren followed the woman's way with her eyes. Camila quickly snapped her away from her mind.

"What you thinking about Lauren?" Camila asked with her Spanish accent, that Lauren thought was so attractive.

"Nothing... well actually, what did she say to you?"

Camila smiled and placed her hand on Lauren's. "You can ask me anything you don't understand Lauren. She offered me to baile with her."

Lauren frowned her eyebrows, "Baile?"

Camila thought a little and clicked her tongue, "Aha! She asked me to dance."

"You didn't accept it?"

Camila chuckled, "Hermosa, I'm here with you."

Lauren made sure to look up the word hermosa when she got back to her hotel.