Bad Girl

(Camilla’s POV) “Does it look weird?” I awkwardly asked, caressing my arm as if to calm the growing anxiety inside of me. My nipples are so hard because of the cold temperature of the room. I don't think the flame in the fireplace is helping. I sheepishly hid them by crossing my arms in my chest. I don't know why I suddenly feel conscious about myself. It's not like this is the first time that he’s seeing me naked. We did it already… many times. I guess tonight is just different because we’re about to make love as husband and wife. We're done with the fooling around and shit. We're actually doing this now for real. It means we're actually trying to conceive a child now, right? Start a family. I'm overthinking again. “No, absolutely not. You look very beautiful,” he said, shaking his head. Kalel gave me a warm smile, his eyes gently scanning my trembling body. “Have I told you how lucky I am to be your husband?” My lips curled into a smile. He never fails to make me shy with his flatter