We shouldn't have come

Camilla’s POV

“Oh yeah? If you say so,” I teased and he smiled at me genuinely.

“You know, I never thanked you,” he says as he rubs circles on top of my hand. God, only us he knew the effect his touch has on me.

“Thank for what?” I asked curiously as I compose my self.

“For giving me two beautiful children. I know that if the circumstances where different, we could have raised them together. I would have loved them just as much as I do now, do you know why? Because they are the true fruits if our love, they are a symbol of our undying love for each other,” I look at his handsome face, this man! Just who made this beautiful creature? I won’t be able to control myself if he keeps on looking at me like that, with those tantalizing eyes. I clear my throat to divert my mind from wanting to jump into his strong arms and kiss the living life out of him, well, not entirely all of it because I don’t want him to die from a kiss.