“I’m good, Cam,” she said and took Cameron’s hand.
“And I wanted something else, too.”
“What?”
“I don’t just sleep with women, Lace. I do relationships.”
“I know that. So do I.”
“So, I also wanted you to be my girlfriend before we did that, and I guess I wasn’t sure if you were ready for that title so soon. Or, honestly, ifIwas.”
“Oh,” Lacey said. “We’re exclusive, right?”
“I haven’t been with anyone since Ken and don’t want to be with anyone but you.”
“Then, I think we might already be girlfriends.”
Cameron shook her head and said, “No, I mean it, Lace. I don’t want it to be something we fall into by default. I want to be yours. I want you to be mine.”
Lacey smiled up at her and said, “Then, I’m yours. I’m your girlfriend. I want that, too.”
“And you’re sure? You know what it comes with. Right now, I’m hardly going outside because there are people who want to ask me about a million questions about Kennedy, but eventually, I’ll go back to work. There will be interviews and events, and people will want to know about you and me.”
“I hope we get that far,” Lacey said, realizing that it was true. “And I’m sure.”
“Can you not put dinner in the oven, then?” Cameron asked.
“You’re still getting your massage.”
“But I thought we could move this into the bedroom.”
“We can.Afterthat.”
“Lacey, I’m good with skipping the robe and underwear and taking all of this off now,” Cameron said, holding on to her hips.
“Then, skip it,” she replied. “But you’re still getting on this table, and I’m still going to give you this massage. I don’t, however, have to put the food in the oven right now.”
“Oh,” Cameron let out.
“I just need to turn off the oven, which is pre-heating. Can you stand there and not move?”
“I think so,” Cameron replied.
Lacey rolled her eyes at her girlfriend, still a little in disbelief that shehada girlfriend and that it wasn’t River. It was Cameron Levine, the beautiful, kind, funny, amazing, movie star, Cameron Levine. She tried not to show that she was in a hurry to get back because she didn’t want to seem desperate, but she had a little skip in her step as she turned off the oven and returned to her living room to see that Cameron hadn’t moved at all.
“How did I do?”
“Great, babe,” Lacey said with a little laugh. “Now, if you don’t want the robe, you could…”
“I don’t want the robe,” Cameron told her and reached for her top button. “But do you want to help me out here?”
Lacey nodded rapidly and said, “Yes, but I also want to watch.”
Cameron smirked at her and replied, “Okay. Then, you can watch.”
Lacey took a step back and leaned against her table, her eyes glued to Cameron’s hands as they unbuttoned each button. Cameron seemed to be enjoying this whole thing as well because her eyes were glued to Lacey’s as she made her way down her shirt and pulled it off before dropping it to the floor.
“Bra, too, I take it?” Cameron smirked, but Lacey didn’t acknowledge that with a response because she was too busy swallowing at the sight of Cameron Levine standing there in a white sports bra, her nipples showing through. “I’ll take that as a yes,” Cameron added before she removed her bra.
