The Art of Us

Chapter Twenty-Five

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Chapter Twenty-Five

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Camila's POV

Waking up with Lauren in my arms was amazing, but I didn't want to get her sick. Gently pulling away, I turned as I went into a coughing fit.

Lauren whimpered, moving closer to me. She rubbed my back softly in her sleep.

After a few minutes, I rolled back over and pulled her into my arms, rubbing her back gently.

She curled up in my arms, burying her face in my shoulder.

"You feeling any better?" Normani asked from the doorway.

Shaking my head, I reach out for her, holding in a cough so I don't disturb Lauren.

Normani walked into the room, sitting down on the bed beside me. "Would you like some soup?"

Resting my hand on her thigh, I shake my head, "Cold."

"That's because you kicked the covers off of you." She said softly.

Nodding my head, I try to pull her down to lay with me. "Cold."

"Let me cover you up." She said softly. She got up and began moving the covers.

Once she covered me up, I reached for her again. "Come cuddle."

Lauren shifted beside me. She wriggled her nose and buried her head in my chest, gripping the sheets in her fist.

Whining, I reach for Normani again. "Mani, I'm cold."

Sighing, Normani got into the bed beside me. She wrapped her arms around my waist.

A soft sigh escaped my lips as her warmth surrounded me. "I love you." I breathed out.

"I love you too." She whispered. She rested her head against my shoulder and closed her eyes.

We laid there for a few minutes before Dinah appeared in the room.

"What, are you having a party without me?" She asked teasingly.

Giggling, I signal for her to come over and join us. "Yes."

Dinah faked offence, her mouth falling open.

"Come here babe. I'm cold." I mumbled.

Dinah rolled her eyes and walked over to the bed. She got into the bed and wrapped her arms around Lauren's stomach.

Yawning, I took a deep breath before beginning to cough.

Normani rubbed my back softly until the coughing passed.

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Stretching, I climbed off the bed without waking the girls and made my way into the bathroom.

I removed my clothes and got into the shower, turning the water heat up, hoping it would make me feel better.

Standing under the water, I close my eyes and flinch when a pair of arms wrap around my waist.

The smell of vanilla filled my nostrils and I relaxed when I realized it was Lauren.

Turning around slowly, I can't help but crash our lips together passionately.

She kissed me back, her hands resting on the small of my back. She pulled away after a few minutes. "You're sick." She breathed out.

"I don't care, I want you." I breathed out, backing her against the wall and trailing kisses down her neck.

"But I'll get sick." She mumbled, leaning against the wall.

Ignoring her, I begin to roughly suck on her pulse point, running my hands up and down her hips.

She whimpered and tried to push me away. "I don't want to get ill." She mumbled.