One Short Summer by Miller Jasmin

Author:Miller, Jasmin
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2019-07-30T16:00:00+00:00

Chapter Eighteen

Gabe

Once we got back home after meeting with Dahlia, Monica and I fell into our normal lazy evening routine. We picked up takeout on the way, fought over which movie to watch, and settled in on the couch. I got snacks ready halfway through the movie while Monica took a bathroom break before we finished the blockbuster we picked.

There’s one big difference about this movie night though, compared to our previous ones.

Normally, Monica sits next to me, a visible space between us while our gazes mostly stay locked on the TV in front of us.

Tonight, we started out next to each other, our bodies pressed together from shoulder to hip, stealing glances at each other, before Monica somehow ended up sitting between my legs. We didn’t really talk about it.

Somehow, it just happened.

Like sitting next to each other just wasn’t enough.

We both needed more, a closer connection, and it felt right. So damn right with her so close to me, only a breath away, my arms enveloping her like a cocoon. It actually feels so natural, I’m starting to wonder why we didn’t do this before. There’s absolutely no denying how much I’ve enjoyed having her this close, how much I craved having her warm body settled against mine.

And, like most times before, she didn’t make it all the way through the movie. I, on the other hand, am alert, taking in everything about her—from her head nestled into the crook of my neck, to her steady breathing as her chest keeps rising and lowering, and her hair tickling my face.

No complaints from me though, since she smells good enough to eat.

Like strawberries and mint. Like summer.

Always so tough on the outside, but incredibly soft and gentle on the inside. Often even without realizing it.

Resting my head on the back of the couch, I listen to her soft breaths when I’m suddenly hit with an idea for my story.

I can’t believe it.

Shit.

After all this time. Finally.

This is huge.

Exactly what I’ve been waiting for after all these months of struggling to manage a few words on paper that were mediocre at best. Of course it happens while I’m sniffing Monica’s hair.

Go figure.

I inwardly curse, not wanting to leave this cozy situation with her, but at the same time, unable not to follow the strong urge to go and explore this crazy idea. Get it out of my head and watch the magic unravel.

Slipping out from beneath her as carefully as I can, I gently lay her down on one of the soft cushions on the couch. She’s already wrapped in a blanket, so I don’t have to worry about her being cold.

My fingers are on autopilot, pushing the buttons on my phone, knowing exactly where to find my agent’s contact info in my favorites. With the phone pressed to my ear, I tiptoe out of the room and into my office.

“Come on, Vicky, pick up.”

When I walk into my office, the laptop on the large brown desk suddenly doesn’t look as intimidating anymore.

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