FALLING FOR SHAWN

Chapter 12 - It Really Was Home

Shawn pulled up at Camila's house in his range rover, and used the remote she had given him to open the garage door. It felt like a domestic thing to do. To have his own key and his own remote. She was waiting at the internal door for him, looking nervous and excited. When he walked in she jumped into his arms and wrapped her legs around his waist and began kissing his face. He laughed, hanging on for dear life.

"Hey! I have to get my stuff out of the car!"

"I'm so glad you're here, grab a bag and I'll take you upstairs," she said eagerly. He wasn't sure what was making her so excited, but he was willing to go with it.

"Did your Mom get off OK?" he asked as they walked hand in hand up the stairs.

"Yep, she's on her way home now. She was pretty good about it."

She led him into her room and began jumping from foot to foot in childish excitement.

"Look!" she exclaimed, and she showed him her surprise. She had emptied out the nightstand on his side of the bed, there were drawers for him, part of the walk in robe and even drawers in the bathroom. He knew she didn't even keep a toothbrush for Hussey when he stayed here, so this was big for her. He took her in his arms and kissed her to thank her, wanting to show here how it made him feel. Like it really was home. There was more to bring in from the car, but first things first, he needed to make love to his woman in their bed.

He picked her up like she was nothing , dropping her on the bed then undressing quickly. She got the message and wriggled out of her clothes, giggling all the while and then he threw himself on the bed beside her and they lay there, naked and uncovered, feeling the freedom of being able to do whatever they wanted whenever they wanted. He had called his parents the day before and told them about Camila, and they had been happy for him, if a little surprised, and then he had rang Andrew and let him tell the others. He would tell his friends soon, and the band and his team, including Scott and Teddy. They decided they would just go live their lives and if they got papped, then it would do the job for them. They might make an announcement at some point but in the meantime the gossip sites would be able to work it out themselves.

"Welcome home," she said, sliding her arms around his neck. He kissed her, smiling, overflowing with happiness.

"Thank you," he said. "You make me so happy baby."

They took their time, they took all afternoon, slow and languorous, fast and furious, laughing, screaming, sharing words of love.

When dinner time arrived, they showered together and then he fetched his bags and while she organised dinner he unpacked his things. They ate outside because it was a warm night. She had ordered some kind of Asian fusion food from a place she liked and it was really nice. They drank a couple of Coronas each and she made him laugh and he did the same to her and then she walked around and sat on his lap and kissed him before taking the dishes inside. He stood up and stretched and she brought out another Corona each and passed it to him, placing her phone on the table and clicking on a playlist full of Latin music. The beat was hot and sexy and it matched the warm night. He sat down and took a swig and looked at her as she stood there and then she took a drink as well.

"Remember the first time I came over...." he said, looking her up and down. Her gaze grew heated and she put down her bottle and then peeled off her t-shirt followed by her shorts, until she stood naked in front of him. He didn't move, just watched her, taking another swig of his beer. She walked over and took the beer from him and put it on the table, then she straddled him and began to writhe to the music, giving him a Latin lapdance. He was here for it, and all he could think of was that he had won the jackpot, she was every man's dream, and she was his, and he was all hers. He reached up to touch her and she slapped his hand away.