Perfect Summer by Graykowski Katie

Perfect Summer by Graykowski Katie

Author:Graykowski, Katie [Graykowski, Katie]
Language: eng
Format: mobi, epub, azw3
Published: 2013-10-20T03:00:00+00:00


CHAPTER 17

Summer was a Tasmanian devil of cleaning. She shoved a tower of mail into the kitchen junk drawer, threw the breakfast dishes into the dishwasher and turned it on, and then scooped up the papers she needed to finish grading from the coffee table. It wasn’t that she was a slob, but living alone, she’d adopted a laissez-faire approach to housecleaning, and Clint looked like the type who liked order. He was always tidy and impeccably dressed, while she was messy and comfortable. They couldn’t be more different.

By the time five forty-five rolled around, Summer’s house—except for her guest bedroom, which was where she’d dumped everything—was presentable. As she ran a dust cloth over the hall table, she caught a glimpse of herself in the mirror. Several clumps of hair had escaped her ponytail and stood out in tufts of frizz around her face. Did it really matter how she looked?

She ran her tongue around her lips. Pressing her lips together and closing her eyes, she remembered the gentle touch of his kiss. It had felt way too good, and she’d liked it way too much.

He wanted her. A blush started at her toes and worked its way north.

Summer opened her eyes.

Moving closer to the mirror, she zeroed in on her lips. The top one was too puffy for the thinner bottom lip. She rolled her eyes. Imperfection made the world go around. She swiped at a smudge of dirt above her right eye and noticed the dark sweat rings at her armpits. As she leaned in and sniffed, the smell burned the inside of her nose.

She glanced at her watch. Five forty-seven. Clint would be here any minute, and she needed a shower.

How pathetic would it be to pretend that tonight was actually a date? He was handsome and charming, and he genuinely liked her. The chubby girl inside wanted so badly to go on a real date with a man who enjoyed her company and who was proud to be seen with her. All those high school, dateless nights, stuffing her face with contraband chocolate chip cookies and wishing on the evening star, would never be forgotten. Tonight was her chance to pretend that she was beautiful…cherished…special.



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