Enzo
Camie is still lying in my arms while Elio gets her bath ready. She looks up at me and kisses my lips softly. “I can’t wait to taste both of you. But you are right, I need to recover. And, I need to pee.” she says, and we both laugh. She moves to get up and off the bed, but I stop her.
“Please let me carry you,” “It’s fine Enzo, I can walk,” she says just as Elio comes out of the bathroom. “Let me help you,” he says, walking over, but she shows him it’s okay. I just watch her and don’t say anything. And 3, 2, 1… Just like I thought. Our dads warned us about this.
The minute she stands on both legs, her knees buckle as her legs shake. Elio reaches her in time to steady her. He picks her up bridal style and holds her with a smirk on his face. She glares at me when she sees I have a
