Chapter 102: The Covert Escape
"What if we get caught?" Camden whispered into Clayton's ear as they walked through the bustling airport terminal. Clayton, feeling her anxiety, reassured her, "We aren't doing anything illegal. Except your ID and passport are fake. We obviously didn't have your real ones..." he admitted. "What?!" Camden gasped, her eyes widening in surprise. "It's fine," Clayton quickly reassured her. "They're really good fakes. You'll be fine. Now smile," he instructed, firmly squeezing one of her thighs as it was wrapped around his waist. "People are less likely to be suspicious if you look happy," he reminded her, giving her a comforting smile.
Approaching the ticket counter, Camden let Clayton take the lead in all interactions. She playfully nuzzled into his neck, maintaining an affectionate display while keeping her smile radiant. Clayton turned his head frequently, checking on her over his shoulder, allowing her to sneak kisses on his cheek during those glances. Matt, observing their exchange, r

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