The Last Summer Girl: A Coming of Age Love Story by S.C. York

Author:S.C. York [York, S.C.]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: Romance
Publisher: S.C. York
Published: 2017-01-17T00:00:00+00:00

“Bye, sweetheart,” Ryan kisses the top of my head, holding me tight. I approach the dock worker, handing her my ticket. I’m so forlorn that this weekend is over and it’s time to board the ferry home. I pause, holding up the line of about a hundred people behind me. I turn to Ryan, throwing myself tighter into his embrace.

“I don’t want to leave you,” I murmur in his ear.

“It’s okay, Vanessa, next weekend will be here before you know it.”

He moves back and lets me go. But I can’t bear this. Dammit, Eva is right, I always fall too fast and this time is no different. I grab his hand, not caring at the annoyed glances from the group of people behind me. All I want is one more kiss.

I thrust my tongue in and out of his mouth while raking my nails into the hair behind his head. He hoists me off the ground, and I wrap my legs around him, digging them into his back.

“Get a room,” someone in the crowd hollers, more voices chime in hooting and whistling.

“Honey, you’re holding up the line!”

“Mama, why is the lady putting her tongue in that man’s mouth?”

“Shhh, honey don’t look at them, look at those pretty boats over there.”

I hear the same woman scream, “Stop traumatizing my five-year-old. Block is still a family place, get some dignity!”

I let Ryan’s tongue go with one last suck. Still wrapped around him, I eye the angry mom over his shoulder, “Sorry, ma’am, but he’s just too good to resist.”

Still glaring at me she responds, “Well, if my husband looked like that, I’d probably be pregnant all the time!”

The crowded line laughs hysterically and I guess I’m forgiven for making them all wait. A crew member from ferry walks down the line and hisses at me, “Nice show. Now board.” She inspects my ticket stub and ushers me through. I reluctantly put one foot in front of the other but my head is looking over my shoulder at Ryan. He’s standing on the other side of the thick rope, separating us from the rest of the wharf. His baby pink golf tee’s collar is popped up and his lips are still wet from my kiss. His hands are fisted in the front pockets of his navy-blue cargo shorts. He looks at me across the swell of people now between us, “I’ll see you next weekend!”

With his dark hair blowing across his forehead and curling at his neck, and eyes just as dark, he looks every inch a man who could keep a girl pregnant all the time, yikes.

“Come on, Vanessa,” TJ grabs my right elbow and pulls me away. He doesn’t let go until I’ve walked up the ramp and have both feet on the ferry. Eva doesn’t say a thing. I can tell she’s disappointed that Blake didn’t see her off, choosing to stay aboard the Majesty. But she’d die before ever admitting it.

The Jessica W’s engines start up and she blows her horn.

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