MY BODYGUARD (CAMREN VERSION)

Life Saver

The tour of Lauren's apartment went really well. Well, meaning Camila got to know Lauren's couch thoroughly, length-wise and corners. From the right seat to the left to the point where Lauren was lying on top of her, spanning the length of the couch, Camila definitely got in touch with every part of the couch. She had also decided on her favourite cuddling position on the couch in the duration of the tour. It required Lauren to have her back wedged into the corner, leaning against the armrest, hugging Camila from behind.

Tried and tested, it was the position they were in while watching an episode of The K2, a drama series playing on television that night. Camila had poked fun at Lauren, comparing her to the K2 character in the show and when the onscreen couple shared a smoking hot kiss under a blanket, Lauren, with a towel draped over their heads, did the same to her too. Only, their kiss was hotter and lasted way longer. And involved some hands going places.

It wasn't until Camila got into her own bed later that night, that she realised she hadn't actually seen Lauren's bedroom at all. Damn it. Feeling miffed, she turned to the candle standing by her bedside and lit it. The fragrant scent of flowers that drifted to her nose made her smile. This was the candle that Lauren had bought for her back in Singapore.

Her mobile phone rang while she was staring at the flickering flame. Answering the call, she smiled at the sound of Lauren's voice.

"Hey boo."

"Hey baby, are you in bed now?"

"Yeah. Your timing is always so good. It's almost as though you know what I'm doing."

Lauren chuckled. "Who knows? Maybe I have spies sending me information about you."

"Are you serious?"

"Maybe."

"Lauren! Stop joking around."

"Fany baby, don't be angry. You'll get bad dreams if you're angry just before sleeping."

"You made me angry."

A chuckle came through the line. "Okay, it's my fault. I'm sorry."

"You're doing this on purpose."

"You're too easy, that's why."

Camila huffed. "Do you torture all your girlfriends this way?"

"I wouldn't know. My last relationship was with Cassie and I was pretty much a follower."

Camila gasped. "What? You haven't had a girlfriend since Cassie?"

"Not unless you count the girlfriends I had in juvenile training."

"What about after you got out of there?"

A sigh was heard. "I wasn't kidding when you told you you're the first and only ex-client I've ever dated in the past six years."

"But I assumed you dated outside of your job."

"In that case, let me rephrase that." Lauren made a show of clearing her throat. "You're the first person I've dated properly in six years."

"What do you mean by 'properly'?"

"There are girlfriends, and then there are girlfriends."

"Are you telling me you've been having flings for the past six years?"

"Not so much a fling as a casual, open kinda relationship."

"Your past is so complicated."

"Am I too complicated for you?"

"Nothing I can't handle."

Lauren chuckled. "What about you? How long ago was your last relationship?"