《Skinny (Cameron Dallas fanfic)》Epilogue
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10 years later
"Remind me again why I let you trick me into this?" I asked, almost done with packing my suitcase.
For whatever reason, I had agreed to let Cam take me away for the weekend while the kids stayed with Hayes and his daughters Grace and Harley. Him and Taylor split a few years ago and after a messy divorce he won full custody of the two girls. With being suffocated by dresses and bunny stickers to the max I'm sure he'll be happy to have the boys in the house with him.
"Um because the last time we went away just the two of us Greyson and Carter were still in diapers" He responded, laughing.
You see, having three kids at our age didn't leave us much alone time. Cam and I spent our time changing diapers and reading fairy tails while most people our age would be out partying. Most nights now were spent with our two twins wedged into the middle of our bed. Ethan was now 10 and still a mamas boy but the twins who were just pushing 6 had Cam wrapped around their fingers.
"Boys! Please make sure your bags are by the front door." I yelled, hoping one of them would hear me or at least listen to me for once.
I went to go grab my suitcase on the bed but Cameron beat me to it.
"I got it sweetie." He said, picking up the bag and planting a short but sweet kiss on my cheek. It's nice to see that even after all these years Cam and I still have that spark I felt the second he walked into that hotel room.
Sighing I walked out of our bedroom and down the stairs to see Cam helping the boys with their coats. Carter and Greyson seemed to be in a little fight until they noticed me approaching.
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"Mom tell Carter I get to sit next to the window!"
"No mom tell Greyson I get too!"
"Hey how about who ever gets to the car first gets the window seat." Cam jumped in, within .2 seconds the boys were out the door and Cam looked at me smirking.
"They're yours." I declared, putting on my own coat.
"I seem to remember you taking part in the making of them." He said, winking.
"Oh shut up and let's go already." I said back, letting out a small laugh.
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"Holy shit Cam." I said amazed.
We had just gotten off the plan and pulled up to the hotel. I had no clue where we were going until this very minute. Cam had brought us back the the very hotel we had met in years ago.
"Thought it was time we paid it a little visit." He said, smiling wide.
The two of us exited the car and Cam grabbed our bags before walking into the front desk. Once we were all checked in Cam and I headed over to the elevators and straight to our room. Not a lot has changed since we were last here. Maybe just the paint color and-hopefully-the furnishings as well. Finding the room, Cam opened the door and my thoughts had been right. It looks almost exactly the same as it had 10 years prior.
"Ahh feels like good memories." Cam spoke, plopping down on the king sized bed.
"You didn't even know I existed before you walked into this room for the first time." I replied, plopping down on his lap.
"Well blame Nash, he never told me he had a hot little sister."
"How many times do I have to tell you guys I'm only 5 minutes younger." I whined, adding a little pout to my face.
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"Yeah yeah, not ganna lie I kinda wish I was the one who sat on you and not Carter, maybe you would have noticed me a little earlier."
"Oh trust me Cam, I noticed you." I replied back smirking.
"While we're on the topic of beds how about we christen this one?" Cam asked with a wink.
"Of course that's the first thing you wanna do." I responded, laughing.
***
"Reservation for Dallas." Cam said to the host. We had just arrived to this nice little restaurant right down the street from our hotel.
"Ah yes! Right this way." The host responded, leading us to a nice booth in in back.
After we were all situated and had our orders in I turned to Cam and smiled. He was still the dreamy boy I met ten years ago in this very city. Time had not aged him one bit and for that I was grateful for. He was still my rockin' hot husband and I was hopefully his rockin' hot wife to match.
"So what's the real reason you wanted to bring us back here?" I asked.
"Well, I found this photo of us and I thought it would be cute to recreate it." He explained, blushing a little and pulling the picture up to show me.
"Aw babe that so cute! I remember that picture I think Matt took it when we all went to the park that one night."
I smiled at the picture on the screen. Cam and I were sitting at the top of the slide at this little park we found hidden behind some trees. A few boys and I had snuck out one night and kinda of just stumbled upon it. It's amazing what a place does to make you remember things from such a long time ago.
"I hope we can bring the boys here one day when their older to show where our family basically started." He revealed and I smiled.
"Just the boys?" I asked tentatively.
"Yeah why would we bring anyone else?" He asked confused.
"Well what if we had someone that wasn't a boy..." I answered.
"Babe I don't know what you mean?" By this point I could tell Cam was very puzzled.
"What I mean is that what if the next one isn't a boy?" I spoke up unsure.
"That could be years from now Lexi." he laughed.
"Actually it's about six weeks from now."
"Lexi are you trying to tell me what I think you're trying to tell me?" He uttered in disbelief.
"Surprise?" I sounded unsure with myself.
Before I know it Cam was out of his seat and over to my side of the table. He picked my up in his arms in the tightest hug and spun me around a little.
"I'm ganna be a dad again!" He yelled, the whole restaurant started clapping and I could hear tons of people saying congratulations to us.
To ruin our little moment we heard Cam's phone go off and he took it out to check it. Letting out a little laugh he turned the screen around to reveal a text from Hayes,
"Lord let this one be a girl." I muttered.
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