Chapter 132 - Meeting His Friends

Now I was the frantic one, eaten alive by emotions. Emotions too strong and contrasting to ease them or at least keep them under control. Athough I hoped the car ride would have lasted longer, it only took a few minutes to get to the destination. My stomach clenched, I didn't feel ready to meet his friends. I was concerned they wouldn't like me or that I would be too nervous to be myself. If not worse, what if some of my friends didn't get along with their friends?

"Are you ready?" He asked, quite concerned and surprised seeing the distress in my face.

I nodded, "I am but let's get inside quick enough before I ran to hide in the car." 

He smiled, taking my hand and slowly walking with me inside of the pub. Joanna, my sister, and the rest of my group already had started to introduce them to Cameron's group of friends, which was composed by four men including Andreas and two women, whose one was probably a girlfriend of one of the men since they seemed pretty close. 

When we walked in, their gazes flickered on me and laid on me for a blink of an eye before their lips curled up in a genuine smile.

Their eyes thinned up and I took a relieved breath realizing they were just as happy and as excited as I was to meet them. 

"Hi," I cheered them. One of the two women broke the ice by hugging me, "hii!" She exclaimed with an eager high piqued voice.

"Cameron had never introduced us to any woman before. This means that you're special!" She squeezed me in a warm hug.

"Nice to meet you by the way I'm Yolanda."

"I'm Lily. Nice to meet you." I whispered as I caressed the back of her shoulders.

When she departed from my hug, the other woman walked closer to me with a shy attitude, she shook my hand, and then she introduced herself to me as well, pushing everyone else to do the same.

The pub was empty so I deduced Cameron probably had rented the place for the evening since the waiter kept bringing us drinks without we even ordered for them.

Cameron and I were the protagonists of the evening, everyone spoke to us, making us questions about how we met, especially his friends who couldn't stop asking me and complimenting me for making Cameron fall. I had never liked the word fall to describe love, especially if the protagonist was Cameron Collins. Because falling is negative, and whatever happened to us as a couple, whether it was love at first sight or it was something more complicated as two soulmates meeting each other in another life. Whatever that was, it wasn't negative at all.

More than a fall, we both arose from our complicated past to grow into a mature and better version of ourselves.

We evolved in love.

After about one hour, Cameron pulled me away from the huge table where we sat and walked behind the counter. He threw the bottle and caught it on its way down then flipped it as a failed bartender, finally he poured me a drink.

I giggled and shook my head, "that's the first thing you're not good at." I pointed at the bottle which almost fell and ended up throwing half of the gin on the counter.

He shrugged, "well don't tell anyone that I'm not perfect, it will be our secret." 

I folded my arms, "what is my reward to keep such a dangerous secret to myself?" 

Was it just me or did that sound mischievous? 

"I will tell you later." A devilish smirk appeared on his face and I smiled realizing he read the mischievousness of my mind.

I took a few sips of his drink, which probably due to his lack of experience as a bartender ended up adding way too much gin.

"They first hadn't believed me when I called them to invite them tonight." Cameron said, gesturing to his friends, "I guess they realized something was weird one month ago. Whenever I met them they asked me why I looked happier than usual. When I told them I had a girlfriend, Yolanda replied: I want to meet the woman who made you bloom like a sunflower in springtime." 

I glanced at his friends, talking to the most important people of my life as if they had known each other for so long. 

His arms wrapped around my hips and my heart leaped in my throat as its rhythm escalated in my chest, beating speedy fast.

"You know what? They were right. I finally saw the sun with you just like a sunflower turning its head to the light during dark times." 

His voice shivered through my body and my heart skipped a beat. I could feel the butterflies fluttering inside my stomach and a burst of happiness pulsate through my veins.

I looked at his cheek as smooth as a baby's skin, his eyes darkened in passion when they met my intense gaze.

"Staring ar the sun hurts and may be dangerous although." He whispered as he reduced the distance between our lips. His words brushed against my lips' surface as a soft breeze.

"Does it hurt?" I demanded in a murmur.

"Yes, but it's so beautiful that I could stare at it for my entire life and leave it draining me a bit more day after day until there is nothing but my purest fragile heart left." He inhaled a deep breath, his gaze darted from my eyes than to my lips and once again to my eyes.

His hand placed on my neck, and he leaned closer even more.

Was he going to kiss me in front of his friends?

I held my breath, waiting for him to bless me once again with the taste of his addictive kisses.

I could feel everyone's gaze on us, my legs began to tremble when he leaned even closer.. His eyes closed and his hand gripped against my neck as he pushed me close enough to join our lips in a kiss.