CAMERON'S P.O.V
"Your scars have almost faded," She stated, my wrist loosely held between her fingers. I gave her a small smile, and my eyes gravitated towards the little shell earrings I had brought her from the boys' trip we had a week ago. My smile widened.
"I mean, that's good right?"
"Of course," She quickly said, dangling her legs from the bed. "Hey, can I ask you for a little favour?"
I turned towards her face, trapping one of her loose wisps of hair between my fingers and twisting it and tucking it behind her ears. She gave me a sweet, sultry stare — and once again, I felt like the Cameron who had seen her s
