Experiments

Chapter 12

(Camila)

"Books or music?"

"What?" Camila asked, her voice groggy as she squinted at the girl lying next to her. She had just woken up and her bedroom was engulfed in darkness. The only thing she could make out was a pair of familiar bright-green eyes that cut through the black.

"Books or music?" Lauren repeated as she moved to prop herself on her elbow.

Camila rubbed her eyes, still waking up as she fell back into the pillow to look at the ceiling. Lauren just kept on staring at her expectantly as she awaited an answer.

"Like if you had to live without one," Lauren clarified.

"I don't know," Camila mumbled as she stretched her arms, making an unusual sound as tension was relieved from her body.

"Come on," Lauren prodded, poking the girl in the side.

A grin met the dark-haired girl's lips when she noticed the way she squirmed in response to the contact. Camila was extremely ticklish.

"It's kind of a weird question," Camila began. "Books vs. Movies would make more sense..." she trailed off.

Lauren didn't even dignify her distracted ramblings with a response. She just kept on staring.

"Why can't I have both?" Camila asked, turning her head on the pillow to look up at Lauren.

"It's hypothetical, babe," Lauren replied. "Just pick one."

"Fine," Camila sighed. "Books."

"What?" Lauren questioned, crinkling her nose. "Damn it," she groaned as she fell back to lie next to Camila on her pillow.

"Music?" Camila corrected, laughing gently at the girl's response.

"That's what I thought you were going to say," Lauren explained. "Apparently I don't know as much about you as I thought. Which wasn't a lot to begin with," she pouted.

"I love music," Camila smiled as she turned to lie on her side, facing Lauren again. "But I love to read as well."

"What's your favorite book?" Lauren asked interestedly.

"I never really have a good answer for that," Camila admitted. "I usually just say whatever I read last."

"Which was?" Lauren questioned.

"I think," Camila paused, looking past Lauren as she tried to remember. "Oh right, To Kill A Mockingbird."

Lauren's face broke out into a wide smile, causing Camila to arch an eyebrow in confusion.

"I was actually in the middle of re-reading it when you knocked on my door that night," Camila remembered. "You interrupted me."

"I'm not sorry," Lauren grinned before leaning in to place a soft kiss on the girl's lips. "That's actually my favorite book as well," she added once their mouths separated.

"I always knew you had great taste," Camila joked, gesturing to her own body.

Lauren shook her head in response, but ultimately ending up leaning in to capture Camila's lips for another quick peck.

"Now you know one new thing about me," Camila smiled, stroking Lauren's forearm gently as it rested between them on the mattress.

"Actually," Lauren started as she moved to sit up. "Two things," she finished, now straddling Camila's hips.

"What?" Camila questioned, her breath hitching in response to the way the girl's green eyes had darkened in a familiar way.

"I know that To Kill A Mockingbird is your favorite book," Lauren explained, her voice deepening as she lowered herself and her breath hitting Camila's lips as their faces were now only inches apart. "And," she paused; locking eyes with Camila as she licked her own lips, "that you're ticklish."