Chapter 2

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I woke up the next morning, and saw that Camila was still sound asleep. She was practically laying on top of me, with her arm draped across my torso, legs entwined, and her head in the crook of my neck.

I tried to carefully remove her body from mine as I got up to take a shower, but her eyes shot open, and her grip on me tightened.

"Where are you going?" She asked, her voice raspier than usual.

"I have to get in the shower." I responded.

"But I want you to stay with me." She mumbled, and started kissing my neck, knowing that it was my weakness.

"Camz, stopppp" I groaned. I unwrapped her arms from my waist, and got up from the bed.

"Well, if you're gonna take a shower, I might as well join you." She suggested, lifting an eyebrow up.

"Camila. No. We have interviews today" I responded, and made me way over to the bathroom.

"Fine. But you're making it up to me later." She insisted, winking in my direction.

"In your dreams, sweetheart." I replied, and she started giggling.

I entered the bathroom, and locked the door behind me. I got in the shower, and was out in about 10 minutes. After I got out, I realized I forgot to bring a towel into the bathroom with me.

"Hey, Camz?" I called out to her, cracking the door open so she could hear me.

"Yeah?" She answered back, making her way over to the door.

"I forgot a towel.. Can you bring me one?" I asked. She walked to the door, and smirked at me.

"What if I don't want to?" She responded, and stood directly in front of the door that was covering me. She bit down on her bottom lip, and tried to check me out, but I closed the door so she couldn't see me. "Come on babe, it's nothing I haven't seen before." She complained.

"Camila, please I just want a towel." I whined. I heard her groan, and she left the door to go retrieve a towel for me. She twisted the door handle, and stuck her hand inside the bathroom to give me it. "Thanks Camz, love you!" I said.

"Yeah, whatever." She pouted, pretending to be sad that I wouldn't let her see me naked.

"Someone's a little horn-dog today..." I joked, and heard her laugh from the other side of the door.

I closed the bathroom door again, and dried off. I took off the makeup that hadn't come off from the shower, and I dried my hair with my towel. I wrapped the towel back around my body, and made my way back out to the room.

"Your turn to shower." I informed her, and she got up from her spot on the bed to go take a shower.

Once she got in the bathroom, I put on a robe and blow dried my hair, and straightened it quickly.

I decided to wear a floral crop top with black high waisted shorts for our interview, and as I was putting my clothes on, a familiar voice was singing.

"Never felt like this before
Are we friends or are we more?
As I'm walking towards the door
I'm not sure

But baby if you say you want me to stay
I'll change my mind
'Cause I don't wanna know I'm walking away
If you'll be mine
Won't go, won't go
So baby if you say you want me to stay, stay for the night
I'll change my mind."

Her voice sent shivers down my spine, and I laid down on the bed so I could continue to listen to her singing. Her voice stopped ringing through the room, and I heard her turn the water off, and she walked out with a white towel wrapped tightly around her body.

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