Samuel chuckled. “So you do. I had no idea you were such a strategist, beautiful.”
Camila blushed, but her grin didn’t waiver. “Well, now you know.” Her grin deepened. “Shall we play again?”
Samuel looked up at the clock on the wall. “Fraid not, it’s Bri’s bedtime.”
Brianna pouted and held up a finger and then put her hands together and stuck her lower lip out.
“Bri, you know it’s time. You have to take your medication and you’ll be out five minutes after. We don’t have time for another game. We’ll do this again, promise.”
Sighing, Brianna nodded. She jumped up and gave Camila a huge hug, wrapping her arms around her and lifting her out of her chair.
Camila giggled, returning the hug. “Goodnight, Bri,” she said, smiling as she picked up the game pieces.
Brianna left the room on her own, but Camila thought Samuel would accompany her. She thought she’d clean up as he did, but he didn’t seem like he was going to move. She replaced the game box on the shelf and then turned to gather up their glasses.
“Camila.”
She startled at the call of her name, and tilted her head at his serious expression. “Yes?” she prompted, a small frown on her face as she wondered if something was wrong.
It was quickly wiped away as Samuel slowly moved to stand in front of her. Camila could only watch him, but as he got closer and closer, her eyes started to widen. When they were practically toe to toe, he took her face between his big, warm hands. He watched her intently, his gaze never wavering from hers.
Camila blinked, but she understood quickly what he wanted. When she saw his head leaning forward, she closed her eyes and felt her body relax, as she tilted her own face up to meet his kiss. Slow, soft, but passionate. His arms slowly went around her and she mirrored his actions, thinking that she wouldn’t mind just kissing him for hours.