Serendipity // Camren

Chapter 49

By the time they got back to the hotel, Lauren was nearly back to normal. Which was astonishing, considering how hungover she had been when they'd left an hour earlier, but she wasn't going to question it. The magical Mcdonald's hangover cure wasn't something to be analyzed; it was a gift that was to be accepted with a grateful heart and an appreciative soul. And a silent prayer that it would work just as well the next time she needed it. The sun was still a little too bright for her liking, but she no longer had to wear her sunglasses indoors, so she figured that by the time the wedding rolled around she'd be good to go.

She and Normani split in the lobby, Normani taking off for the hotel's gym to run off some of what she claimed was 'excitement' but what Lauren suspected was the calories of their less than healthy breakfast, and she headed back up to her room, wanting nothing more than to spend the two hours they had left before their spa appointment alone with Camila.

She smiled as she walked into their suite, her eyes immediately looking around the room for the beautiful brunette, whom she eventually spotted laying out on one of the lounge chairs on the veranda. Really, she should have looked there first. Camila was like a lizard, always lounging in the sun whenever she could. She tossed her keycard onto the dresser as she walked past it toward the brunette, kicking off her flip-flops as she went. Her bare feet padded silently across the carpet and she tried to do her best ninja impersonation as she snuck up behind her lover, wanting to surprise her with a kiss hello. Camila's eyes were closed as she soaked up the sun, the head of the chair lifted to a forty-five degree incline that let the warm rays caress every inch of her body while still affording her the ability to look out over the ocean if she so wished, and Lauren smiled as she stood beside the brunette and drank in the sight of all the tan, toned skin that was left on display by the Broadway star's skimpy blue and white striped bikini.

Being careful not to cast a shadow on the sunbathing beauty until the very last moment, Lauren placed her left hand on the armrest of the chair, using that grip for support as she leaped onto the chaise, her knees landing on either side of Camila's thighs and bouncing the brunette lightly. She giggled as surprised brown eyes flashed open to find her and wasted no time leaning in and capturing the surprised woman's lips in a sweet, passionate kiss. "Hi."

Camila smiled and reached for Lauren's hips, holding the raven-haired woman in place. "Hello, yourself. You're looking much more alive than you were when you left earlier."

"I'm feeling much more alive," Lauren replied, delivering a playful peck to Camila's lips for emphasis. Her smile widened as she heard Camila giggle and she reached down between their bodies to drag a finger up the brunette's thigh. She extended her tongue and flicked it playfully across her lover's lips as she slipped her finger under the waistband of the Broadway star's bathing suit bottoms and gave it a gentle tug. "Have I ever told you how ridiculously sexy you look in this suit?" she asked, her voice a smooth, silken purr.

Surprised by Lauren's advances, Camila nonetheless nodded. "You have. That's why I packed it." She moaned softly as Lauren's hand dipped between her legs to cup her gently, long fingers pressing lightly against her in all the right places. "You really are feeling better," she murmured appreciatively, as she slipped her hands under Lauren's shirt. She stroked her fingers up and down Lauren's stomach, enjoying the feeling of toned abdominal muscles twitching under her touch. "That is some cure."

Lauren nodded and began massaging the brunette through her suit. "I am. And it is." Truth be told, her headache had returned with a vengeance the moment she'd stepped onto the small patio without her sunglasses to shield her still hypersensitive eyes from the sun's blinding rays, but she was feeling well enough that she wasn't about to pass up the opportunity to touch Camila like this when the brunette was looking so mouthwateringly delicious. Her years as a Cheerio had taught her how to push through the pain and she welcomed that lesson now as she felt the material under her hand grow hot and wet. She glanced down at Camila's body and groaned softly as her eyes landed on stiff nipples straining against the small triangles of the brunette's top. Yes, the sight and feeling of Camila like this was certainly motivation enough for her to ignore the way her head was pounding. "Let me have you?"