A/N: Another chapter to this story. It takes me a while to update this story as I've been suffering a bit with writer's block on this one. I have re-written several chapters, 'cause I kept thinking they were a bit lame. Camille's dad is not in this chapter just yet. This is mostly fluff and romance between the two love birds, 'cause I really think they are a cute couple. Enjoy and please review! Thanks a million to all of you who have read or reviewed this story.

They kept on talking for a little while longer before saying their goodbyes and hanging up.

Camille wrapped her arms around Logan's neck.

"I'm so proud of you, baby," she said softly before she leaned in and kissed him.

"I was really scared she would be furious at me at first," he said, "but luckily she wants to support us."

"She is really sweet," Camille said. "Just like you are cute and adorable."

Logan laughed his dimpled smile.

He wrapped his arms around her and hugged her close. Camille closed her eyes for a second and inhaled his breathtaking scent. She pressed butterfly kisses on his neck knowing she would drive him crazy. The couple was currently in Logan's room which they shared by now. Camille kept teasing her boyfriend by playing with the hairs in the nape of his neck. He snuggled closer to her and she felt his body react to her touches. She stopped embracing him a while later, but let her hands roam all over his upper body. Her fingers played with the buttons of his button down shirt. Logan felt his heart rate pick up. After she slowly and carefully unbuttoned his shirt, she let her hands roam all over his toned body and firm abs. Logan let her and just smiled lovingly. Camille now moved to sit in his lap. He softly slid his hands underneath her tank top to caress her bare back. They locked eyes and both knew what would happen. Logan's hands now roamed over her exposed thighs as she was currently wearing a pair of shorts. Camille couldn't control herself anymore. She kissed her boyfriend wildly. She pulled his shirt off of his shoulders and helped him out of it before throwing the piece of clothing onto the floor. Logan smirked and kissed her right back.

"God, you're so sexy, Logan Mitchell," she said breathlessly in between two hot kisses. "I can hardly control myself. I love every inch of you. I want to be with you so bad." Her hands still roamed his body and now reached the waistband of his jeans.

"Camille," Logan said in a deep sexy voice. "You're so hot! I love every part of your body too. You're so beautiful, so gorgeous. I can't get enough of you."

A while later, Camille was lying in bed with her head resting on her boyfriend's bare chest. He had his arm wrapped around her shoulders.

"This feels so good," he said. "I'm really getting used to all of this. I totally think we can do this whole mommy and daddy thing."

Really?" Camille asked. "You're not scared about that?"

"No, not at all," Logan answered in a confident way. "I know we love each other to death. We can handle just about anything." He softly rubbed her small baby bump.

"Well, I for a start know that this little peanut and his mommy love you very much," she said sweetly.

"Cami," Logan started. "What are we going to do once the baby is born?"

"What do you mean?" She asked him.

"Well … Do you … I don't know … just want to live together or maybe …," he stuttered.

"Maybe what, Logan?" She asked.

"Well, you know … Don't you?" He still stuttered.

Camille nodded her head, although she perfectly knew what he was about to say. She was hoping he would say it out loud.

"Get married," he said a little insecure.

"Are you proposing to me, Logan?" She teased him. "Because if you do, I want you to do it in a very romantic way and not in bed. I like some flair, remember?"

Logan blushed and Camille had to suppress a laugh.

"No, I wasn't," he said insecure. "I was just checking to see what you wanted, you know. Just to see where this is going eventually."

"Logie, we're still very young," she said. "But I do eventually see myself get married to you and I guess I can safely say that I wouldn't turn your offer down should you propose one day. What about you?"

"Me?" He asked feeling somewhat insecure again. "I .. I want to get married one day to a really cool girl. And you are an amazingly cool girl. So I guess I might, you know, try one day to propose to you with some flair off course."

"That's nice to know," Camille said. "I love you, handsome. Goodnight."

"Love you too, gorgeous," he replied. "Goodnight to you too."

They both fell asleep in each other's arms.