Ring of Promises

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Camila's POV

"How is this?" I asked Dinah.

"That's beautiful."

"You think she'll love it?" I raise one eyebrow.

"You can give her a plastic toy one from those machines and she'll love it. Camila you don't have to worry," Dinah rubs my back comfortably.

Once I buy the ring both me and Dinah leave the store. I pull out my phone and dial Gerald's number. A minute or two, he finally picks up.

"What's up?" He answers.

"Hi, Gerald. Where's Lauren?" I asked.

"Work," He responds.

"Okay thanks, I'll see you in a bit," I hang up. I take out the small jewelry box in the bag and open it. I run my fingertip over the rhinestones and smile.

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"Dang girl. How much of your money did this shit cost?" Gerald asks examining the ring.

"A couple grand. But its nothing, money comes and goes," I wave it off.

"It's beautiful she's going to love it," Gerald smiles.

"Thank you, G," I hug him.

"For what?" He hugs me back.

"Being an amazing brother," I kiss his cheek and go up to my room.

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Later that day I lean against Lauren's Tesla waiting for her to leave work. The doors slide open and Lauren walks out. Once she approaches, the green-eyed girl finally looks up and furrows her eyebrow at me.

"What are you doing here?" She kisses my cheek.

I shiver by the cool breeze and she opens her back door then embraces me. "Came to see you," I rest my chin on her shoulder melting in her warm embrace.

"Your the best thing I've seen all day," She chuckles.

"That bad of a day?" I laugh.

"Closing off the case and cleaning and fixing Michael's house."

"Hm. Well, how about I take you somewhere?" I rub her back.

"Are you going to tell me where?" Lauren pulls away to look at my face.

"Hm, let me think... No," I smile.

Lauren takes out her car keys and puts them gently in my palm. I close my hand and kiss her cheek. "Get in!" I chirp.

Lauren laughs and gets in the passenger side while I get in the driver side.

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Lauren's POV

I breathe in the cool night air feeling the breeze in the locks of my hair. Camila steps up wrapping her arms around my torso pressing her front against my back.

"It's beautiful," I breathe out.

"You're beautiful," Camila whispers.

"Smooth," I chuckle.

Camila's hand roams lower making my breath hitch in my throat. "Not as smooth as your skin," She whispers.

I turn around and grab her hands. I kiss the insides of her palms then her wrists. My lips roam gently over the scar the cut left then up her arm, along her jaw, her cheekbones to then land on her lips which I capture her lower lip.

Camila moans not hesitating for a second to kiss back. Her arms wrap around my neck as mine wrap around her waist. She squeezes my good shoulder running her tongue along my lower lip. I open my mouth granting her tongue access to enter.

Our tongues battle but in the end, she wins. Camila's hands swiftly unbuckle my belt and slip inside my pants.

"Camila!" I giggle against her lips.

Camila laughs pulling me closer. Her hand untucks my shirt lifting it up and her cold hands running up my abdomen to my breast then chest, resting her hand on top of my heartbeat.

I run my hand along her arm placing my hand above hers under my shirt. "You feel how it beats for you?" I whispered.

"It's hammering," She whispers.

"You make me feel happy but nervous at the same time," I whispered.

"Why nervous?" She smiles.

"Because I don't want to do something stupid in front of you," I cup her cheek with my other hand.

"You can be as stupid as you can yet I'll always admire you and maybe, just maybe, act stupid with you because that's what you do to me," Camila laughs.

"You mean you'll embarrass yourself in public for me?" I smirk.

"Only if you do it with me," Camila smiles.

I stuff my hands in my pockets to feel a small box that definitely wasn't there before. I pull it out and look at Camila to see a soft smile glued on her lips. "What is this baby?" I chuckle.

"A ring of promises," Camila responds.

"Really? Or is that your way of covering up that this is an engagement ring?" I tease.

Camila blushes hard not meeting my gaze. "Well... I-i-"

"I'm just teasing," I rub her arm.

I open the box and a small folded piece of paper falls out. I kneel down, picking it up, and unfolding it.

Dear Lauren,

I could have said these words with my own voice but I don't know... You make me nervous... I'm always at the loss of words when you're in front of me. Maybe it has to do with how beautiful and adorable you are.

I got this ring of promises to make some promises to you but if you put this ring on your finger, for you're apart, you will swear to these promises as well.

First I will promise to never let you go out of my grasp again. You'll get sick of me, probably, but I'll always be by your side. No matter what.

Second I will promise to never stop loving you. Will that be hard? No, it won't be. I have always loved you I never stopped and never will.

Third I will promise to never ever fight with you again. Or in general, make a hassle for nothing. I trust you and I never had and will have a reason not to.

Fourth and last most, I promise that no matter how I'm feeling I'll always make it my mission to make you the happiest because as long as you are happy, no matter what my mood is, I'll be happy.

Yours truly, with all my love,

Camila

I look up from the page and to Camila feeling the tears welling up. I take the ring out of the box running my fingertips over the rhinestones. "I promise," I mumble. I slide the ring onto my ring finger making a wide smile spread across Camila's lips.

Her arms wrap around my neck pulling me down as our lips crash. A moan escapes my mouth making something ignite in Camila. Her hands start to roam and her lips start to leave open mouth kisses over the bare skin of my neck.

"I can't wait anymore. Take me," I mumble feeling a throb shoot to my core as Camila's hand squeezed my breast through the fabric of my shirt.

The brunette grabs my hand and unlocks my car. She opens the backdoor and motions me to go in. Once I enter, she enters right after me. Camila connects our lips once again as she lays me down with her climbing on top of me.

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