49 | a whole new world.

SHAYLA'S P.O.V

"You look absolutely stunning," Cameron whispered, his hot breath trailing the side of my face as I giggled.

"You don't look half bad yourself," I chuckled, nudging his shoulder lightly with mine to warn him to maintain distance. He cleared his throat and took a step back, with me flashing him a sly smile that mirrored thousands of promises that I intended to keep -- of sneaky kisses and racy heartbeats.

"So, is there any sort of.. protocol I need to keep in mind?"

"Yeah," I stated, turning to face him,"Don't look at any one of the opposite gender. Don't talk. Just keep smiling, don't be a picky eater, pretend to listen to everything, and oh- compliment the food."

He gaped. "Shall I not breathe too?"

"Mhm well," I clicked my tongue,"You can breathe, but not too hard or they might call you rude for disruption of the atmosphere at the dinner table."

"That's some tough stuff," He shook his head, laughing,"But really, I am so anxious that I feel like moving to a remote town