MY BODYGUARD (CAMREN VERSION)

Avoidance

"You drive really well," said Seulgi, as the car came to a stop in front of her apartment. "Thanks for sending me home."

Lauren smiled. "You're welcome."

Seulgi smiled as she leaned in and planted a kiss on Lauren's right cheek.

"What was that for?" Lauren asked in surprise.

"For a great dinner. For being so charming."

"I didn't do anything special."

Seulgi flipped her long blond hair over her shoulder and leaned forward. "You are something special."

"Seulgi, I hope I didn't do anything to cause a misunderstanding."

"Oh, you didn't. There's no misunderstanding. But it's very easy to like you."

"I hope we can just be friends."

Seulgi leaned back, elbow resting on the cup holder ledge of the car door. "You're very quick to close the door. Why be like this when you're not seeing anyone?"

"I'm focusing on my job. And it takes up a lot of my time. It wouldn't be fair to anyone."

Seulgi chuckled. "How many girls have you dished out these lines to?"

"Just a couple. Including you."

"Look, I'm fine just being friends. If that's all you want, I'm good for it too."

Lauren nodded. "It's what I want."

"Okay, friend." Seulgi's smile was cheeky as she opened the car door. "See ya."

Lauren smiled and waved and watched as her new friend entered the apartment building before driving away. Seulgi would be a cool friend, she thought. But what about Camila? Careful to give Camila space to recover from her trauma independently, she had kept out of the woman's way for the past two weeks. But meeting her tonight had messed it up a little, especially when Seulgi spotted Camila and made her go over. From the looks of things, however, Camila had gotten over the trauma of the incident and was actively socialising with friends, so it was probably all good now.

On the information front, Austin had not come up with anything so far. There had been no orders for hit jobs or abduction on females of Camila's age lately so Lauren knew Camila was relatively safe. As she drove around town, heading back to her home for the past couple of weeks, she took in the bustle of the city at night. Her job was a highly stressful one and night drives were like alcohol swabs on the skin—cooling and relaxing.

It was just after midnight when she finally turned into the gates of Camila's massive home. She headed to the kitchen to get a glass of water and there, pouring out water from a bottle, was Camila. The woman looked up when she entered and for a moment, they stared at each other.

"Hey," Lauren said at last.

"You're back late."

The chiding tone made Lauren smile. "I went for a drive."

"Alone?" Camila sounded surprised.

"Yes."

"Why?"

Lauren took the bottle from Camila and poured herself a glass of water. "To wind down. Relax a little. So it's better to be alone."

"Isn't it easier to relax with friends?"

Putting the glass down, Lauren put the cap back on the bottle. "I prefer quiet. Just a drive and some music."

"Don't you feel lonely?"