Camila wanted to remember how to feel. Lauren wanted to forget. Two strangers from two different worlds meet in one party, share a bottle of tequila, a good conversation, and quite something more. (Lauren G!P) ALL RIGHTS RESERVED. Please don't convert, translate, or put my content elsewhere.
"But you have to kiss me, those are the rules," Camila insists, not looking away from Lauren's eyes. (Except to look at Lauren's lips, Lauren does notice that.) "Well, I'd rather kiss someone else, no offense."
'Camila and Lauren, you two will be sharing a standard hotel room and unfortunately you have to share a bed, but it's only for a night'
"And every cell in her body is screaming ‘touch her, touch her,’ but Lauren was a work of art and Camila could not ruin her. She’d already done enough of that."
