Serendipity // Camren

Chapter 29

After that first Skittle-filled day back on set, Lauren and Camila had fallen into a routine that consisted of lots of work, a little play, and minimal sleep. Sixteen hour days bled into each other, helped along by the six-day work weeks they were pulling, and though the paparazzi had managed to get pictures of them together on a regular basis, life had actually settled down to a state that was relatively near normal. There were more cameras following them around on a day-to-day basis than either woman was used to, but they weren't intrusive. For the most part, the paparazzi hung back and took their candid shots with a tel-lens, and that was realistically all that the women could ask for. Jack and Ally handled the press, repeatedly declining interview requests from magazines, newspapers, and internet sites on the couple's behalf, and Lauren and Camila were left to focus on themselves, their work, and life in general.

Now, with almost four full weeks of filming under their belts, they were on their last scheduled scene before the three-day weekend that had been scheduled as a break between straight on set shooting and the on-location shooting they were going to begin the following week. It should have been relaxing, knowing that they had one scene to go before finally having a well-deserved break, but the scene itself was going to be a tough one to film, never mind the fact that once they were done shooting they were going to have to run over to LAX to make their flight to Miami.

The studio lot outside the trailer Lauren and Camila had taken to sharing was abuzz with activity, although markedly less activity than normal, and inside the trailer it was silent. There was no music playing, no television, nothing. Just Lauren and Camila, wearing identical calf-length fluffy white robes, waiting to be told that they were needed on set.

Lauren leaned back on the couch as she watched Camila quadruple-check the knot on the sash holding her robe closed. "You okay?" she asked, her voice soft and gentle.

Camila looked at Lauren and smiled. "Yeah, just a little nervous. I've never..."

Lauren nodded understandingly and held her arms out for the petite brunette, beckoning her closer. "Believe me, it's understandable. I'm a little nervous too."

"Why?" Camila asked, crossing the trailer to sit on Lauren's lap.

"It's not like getting naked in front of a bunch of people is ever an easy thing to do," Lauren murmured, brushing her lips over Camila's cheek as she smoothed her fingers through thick chestnut locks. "At least I won't have to worry about a patch this time, though," she added, almost as an afterthought.

Camila frowned. "Patch?"

Lauren chuckled and nodded. "Yeah. It's made out of this like non-see-through, nylon-y material and is super-uncomfortable because it tapes to your front and then you tuck it back between your legs and it ends, well, in your cheeks. Guys wear it so that their um... thing..."

"Penis?" Camila offered, grinning at the way Lauren was dancing around saying the word.

"Yeah, that," Lauren said, shuddering dramatically and earning herself a soft giggle from the brunette for her antics. "Anyways, they wear it to not be totally exposed and women will wear them so that if anything should accidentally pop out, there isn't any actual penetration. We will have a sheet covering us from the waist down for the majority of the scene, so it's up to you if you want to wear one. If you do, I can help you get it on, if you'd like."

Camila frowned as she tried to picture what Lauren was describing. "I don't know. That sounds... incredibly uncomfortable. Are you wearing one?"

Lauren shook her head and offered the brunette a warm smile. "It's just you and me – I think I can trust you there."

Camila pursed her lips thoughtfully for a moment, seriously considering whether or not the patch would make her more comfortable than she already was, before she smiled shyly and shook her head. "I'll be okay, I think. Is it really uncomfortable doing these kinds of scenes?"