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Chapter TwentyEight
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Where The Summer Wind Blows (book One) Chapter TwentyNine
The sun had dropped just low enough that the porch boards were turning amber, the shadows of the railing slicing across them like fingers reaching for the night. Ari leaned back in her chair, the warm evening air curling around her like a blanket, and she could hear the faint hum of cicadas threading through the yard.Gavin’s hand was in hers, thumb brushing over her knuckles in the slow, steady rhythm that always seemed to anchor her. He was quiet now, unusually so, staring toward the house, where light spilled from the kitchen windows in soft squares.“Do you hear that?” he asked, voice low, cautious.“What?” Ari tilted her head, trying to catch his meaning.“Inside,” he said, a thread of unease in his voice. “Sounds… different. Not bad, not weird, just…” He trailed off, squinting toward the kitchen window. “…like there’s something heavy in the air.”Eben snorted, legs stretched out lazily, but even he shifted slightly, catching the faint tension. “You’re reading too much into it,” h
Where The Summer Wind Blows (book One) Chapter TwentyEight
Then he leaned in, just enough that his forehead rested against mine. The warmth of him, the closeness, stole my breath.“I love you too, Ari,” he whispered, voice rough, breaking at the edges. “I’ve loved you longer than I know how to explain. And I thought I could bury it, hide it, let it go… but every time I tried, I just found myself coming back to you. Every time.”Tears pricked hot in my eyes, but his thumb caught one before it could fall. He smiled, small and aching, like he’d been waiting years to finally let this truth out.“I don’t care if it’s messy,” he said, his voice steadier now. “I don’t care what anyone else thinks. I just—” His words faltered, and instead he closed the gap between us. His lips brushed mine, feather-light, a kiss that wasn’t hunger or urgency but a promise. A confession.The world tilted, melted, disappeared.And when he finally pulled back, his forehead still resting against mine, he whispered it again, so low I almost thought I imagined it.“I love
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Gemma nodded, hugging her knees. “If it’s something private, just say so. But don’t act like we’re imagining it. Because we’re not.”My throat tightened. I opened my mouth—then closed it again. The words sat too close to the surface, too sharp to risk spilling in front of them.Before I could say anything, Gavin finally exhaled, low and steady. “Some things aren’t ready to be explained yet.” His voice was calm, but his hand curled into a fist against his thigh, a betraying edge. “And when they are… you’ll understand.”The porch went quiet again, the ocean filling in the space where answers should’ve been.Eben leaned back with a sigh, like he wanted to push harder but knew better. Gemma bit her lip, watching me carefully, like she could see through my silence.The silence stretched, the kind that didn’t feel peaceful but heavy, restless. I shifted on the porch step, suddenly hyper-aware that Eben and Gemma weren’t just my friends—they were family, the kind who saw too much without hav
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Josh turned toward her, brow furrowing. “That’s the thing, though. You are someone without him. You don’t see it, but… you’re strong. You’re sharp. You’re—” he stopped, the words almost sticking in his throat. “You don’t need him to be someone.”Mara gave a bitter laugh, shaky. “Strong? I cried my eyes out in front of you, a total stranger in this house, and I can’t even breathe without feeling like my chest is caving in. That’s not strong.”He didn’t hesitate this time. “Yeah, it is. You let yourself feel it. That’s stronger than pretending.”She blinked at him, stunned into silence. And then, without really meaning to, she let her head fall onto his shoulder. Josh tensed for half a second, his whole body stiff like he wasn’t sure if he should let her, but then he slowly relaxed, turning his cheek just enough to brush against her hair.Neither of them spoke. The swing creaked softly as it shifted under their weight. Mara’s breathing started to steady, syncing with his.“You know,” Jo
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[Ari]The first slam made me jump, the sound rattling through the hallway like a warning shot. A beat later, another door slammed, harder this time. The silence that followed was almost worse, heavy and stretched thin.Mom and Marianne both looked up from the couch, mid-conversation, their smiles fading. I froze too, hugging my knees where I sat curled beside Mom.Then Gavin appeared.He stepped out of the hallway, his face pale, his expression carved sharp like stone. His jaw was tight, his shoulders stiff, his eyes carrying that look I’d only seen after fights with his dad—half fury, half defeat.But he didn’t say a word.He leaned against the doorframe for a second, dragging a hand through his hair like the weight of the world was pressing down. For the smallest moment, his eyes flicked to mine—just a glance, but enough to make my heart lurch. He looked… tired. Worn down in a way I’d never seen.I opened my mouth, but no sound came.“Everything okay?” Marianne asked carefully, her
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“Hey,” he said, voice softer now, almost intimate in the way it brushed against my ear. “Promise me something?”“What?” I asked, though I already had a feeling.“Whatever happens today, no distractions. Just us, okay? I don’t care what’s going on with everyone else. Just… this.” He squeezed my hand again, just enough to make me notice, and my heart did that stupid, uncontrollable fluttering thing that only he could make it do.I nodded, words failing me, but my squeeze back said it all.And in that quiet, morning-lit car, with coffee still ahead and the world just waking, it felt like maybe everything else could wait.Even with the quiet hum of the engine and the warmth of Gavin’s hand in mine, my mind flickered to Eben for just a moment—the way he’d leaned in last night, the brief brush of his lips, the intensity in his eyes. Confusion gnawed at me. Did I ever feel something for him beyond the closeness of growing up together? A family-kind of love? Or was it just the familiarity of
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