Beautiful When You Don't Try (Camren)

Chapter 58

"Frustrated, yes." Adrianne agreed, pressing another light, lingering kiss to Kim's neck. "Hurt? No. She would only be hurt by it if she didn't understand why Lauren keeps running out. And if that's the case," She paused, trailing kisses over the younger woman's jaw line to the other side of her face to tease the opposite side of her neck as well. "Then it is on both of them to discuss the issue."

Kim fought to keep her breath steady as her body reacted to her lover's touch. "Both of them?"

"Yeah. Both of them." The apprentice answered, bringing her hands to the small of Kim's back and bunching up her shirt until she felt warm, soft skin under her fingers. "Lauren already knows how she works and should explain it. However, if she is oblivious to the fact that Camila's hurting and not just frustrated with her," She paused again and lifted the assistant's shirt over her head and threw it into the living area, returning her mouth to it's exploration of her collarbone. Her hands sprawling over the newly exposed skin of her back and sides. "Then Camila should be the one to open the line of communication and say that Lauren's actions are hurting her."

"I can agree with that." Kim panted as her girlfriend needlessly pulled her hips forward into hers, the assistant was already arching into her, needing more connection.

Adrianne smirked against the soft skin of the crook of her neck as she glided her hands up the flustered brunette's sides, stopping at her bra and running her thumbs over the front of the garment, feeling her hardening nipples below it. "I think you would pretty much agree with anything I said at the moment."

"Yeah. Probably." Kim confessed as she pulled at Adrianne's shirt. Instead of allowing the shirt to be removed, she hooked her finger's in the assistant's belt loops and pulled her to follow. "Where are we going?"

"I need a shower. You kept me sweaty all last night."

Kim just followed, open mouthed, head nodding. "Okay."

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"Is she not answering your texts anymore?" Camila asked over her shoulder to the raven haired woman still reclined back on the sofa, a hint of frustration in her voice.

Lauren studied what little she could see of her fiancée's face and shut her phone off. "Here." She held it out for Camila to take but the brunette shook her head and turned away.

"I'm not your babysitter. Talk to her if you want. If she's not answering, I'm sure Normani will."

She probably would, but would only tell Lauren to get off the phone and help Camila. "Can we take a break?"

Camila mashed her lips between her teeth and swallowed the comments she wanted to make. "If you want to take a break that's fine. Just... please actually come back when you're done."

"Well, I was only wanting to take one if you came with me." That caught Camila off guard. "Just five minutes away from the pictures and we will be right back."

Camila sighed and set the book down, excusing them from Clara and the florist who picked up the conversation as the couple left. "Where are we going?"

"For some fresh air." Lauren replied, pulling Camila up the stairs by the hand. The brunette followed reluctantly as she was guided out to the front terrace. Her reluctance faded though when Lauren wrapped her arms around her shoulders from behind and kissed her cheek as they looked out over the neighborhood.

"Is there a specific purpose to this break?"

"No. Just needed a break and some cuddling time. I didn't get any this morning."

Nothing more was spoken between them and the only movement was when Camila turned around and held Lauren as well, pressing her temple to the photographer's shoulder and breathing her in deeply. The brunette was so confused. It was moments like this where Lauren's commitment and certainty in their relationship and future were obvious and even overwhelming sometimes. But yet, she knew the moment they went back inside, the raven haired would zone out and lose all interest again. Camila couldn't help but begin to think that maybe Lauren just liked the idea of getting married.