Camila's eyes peaked open, she was confused at first from her surroundings but smiled when she realized yesterday was real.. and she didn't go to school. Or say anything to her parents. Oh god. She grabbed her phone looking at all the messages her parents sent.
Hey hun, when will you be home? - M
Camila, call me. - M
2 missed phone calls from papa.
Camila. Answer your cellphone now! - P
1 missed call from mama.
She groaned clicking her moms name.
I'm sorry mama, I stayed at Dinah's we had a project and I wasn't on my phone. I was focusing. - C
Camila felt hands touch her sides, she smiled at the warm feeling. Shawn kissed her shoulder softly. "Morning." She whispered.
Shawns hands slid down her body, "did you sleep well?"
She set her phone down. "I slept amazing. Your bed is so comfortable." She rubbed it.
"Memory foam." He chuckled. "It's great because it doesn't squeak."
She felt her cheeks heat up. "Well that's.. helpful."
He chuckled again kissing her neck softly, she couldn't help but shudder at his touch, it set her skin on fire with want. "How did I end up with you.. laying next to me, letting me kiss all on you and," he slide his hand to her rear, "feel you up." She giggled.
"How did I end up with a tall, muscular, handsome bad boy kissing and feeling on me?" She turned to him.
He grinned. "Your brother decided to be an asshole and you had the impression I was a sad puppy who needed to be rescued."
She rolled her eyes. "Asshole." He laughed. "I was so nice to you." She pointed out.
"I was dumb, and I didn't think you deserved that." He said.
"Deserved what? What do you think I deserve?" She asked.
He looked down. "Better."
"Shawn- No.." she lifted his chin. "No. I- you don't know what you're saying." She rested her head on his. "You're perfect. In your own Shawn way." She giggled.
He smiled. "Thank you.. but you know what I'm talking about, Mila." She looked away, not wanting to talk about this again. "I don't want things getting to much for you-"
"I can take care of myself." She said.
Shawn looked at her. "I didn't say you couldn't. There's a limit for everyone though."
She scoffed. "Shawn, so what.. you do something illegal. That doesn't effect me. It's all on you.. the only thing I would need to deal with was moving on.. or waiting."
Shawn cleared his throat. "Well I hope you'd move on- not that anything would happen."
"Exactly.."
He smiled softly. "Okay.."
"I just.."
"What?" He asked.
"I don't like you going out..." she said softly.
"Y- you could get caught or.. hurt." She looked up, her eyes sad.
"I don't leave the house to sell anymore, not ever since what happened." He cupped her face, pecking her lips.
