Movies Like Palm Springs Novels & Stories

“You know I’m not doing anything. I only work every other weekend at the grocery store even though I beg for more hours. You know how it goes. Why?” Allison linked her arm with mine. “Well, my parents are going to Palm Springs Thursday evening for a spa retreat. Won’t be back until Monday afternoon.” Michael thrust his fist into the air. “Yes! Girl time! Nailed it!” I threw my head back in laughter as Allison shook her head. “Seriously, though. You guys should come over. The both of you. We can watch girly movies and eat shitty food,” she said. Michael smiled brightly. “And I can finally get you two to watch Top Gun.”

'They are diabolical! "Well, Colm, what are we watching?" Celly asked. Colm smiled, "I appreciate being included." He slid his arms off the sofa and wrapped them around the girls pulling them close to his sides. "I figured, I should show you both how sophisticated and romantic I am." He smiled. "Let's watch Roman Holiday. I love Audrey Hepburn, or if you ladies prefer romance with some comedy The Princess Bride is a great classic and I'm sure you both will swoon over Wesley and his sword skills." Colm winked at Ang.

"No thanks. I intend to make the most out of being unemployed. Also, there are so many people waiting to take my job even though it's tiring. Give my excellent disciple a chance." Laughing I pushed him away. "Whatever." "Anyway, thank you for coming home with me." I spread my arms and couldn't resist but gave Luis a tight hug. "I really appreciate it and don't feel responsible for my marriage, it's between us. It's not your fault." I loosened my arms and smiled at George. "Thank you for tagging along. Travel safely." "Don't mention it, I enjoy the company too." The two are leaving for Palawan. Luis actually drove me to Manila with his friend.

"I'm honored and excited, and I'll make the best tiramisu in the world!" "Then, I... will be the boyfriend of Nina, the owner of the shop that makes the best tiramisu in the world!" Ronan grinned. We left the shop laughing. Night had fallen outside, and warm yellow lights glowed around us. A gust suddenly swept through the alley. Ronan took my hand, and we jogged a few steps into the wind ahead of me. Sutburg was filled with flowers in spring, petals flying toward us in the wind, pink, white, and many other colors.

Harrison, true to his word, had everything arranged. He’d booked a pair of early evening tickets for The Idea of You, a romantic drama that had recently captivated audiences. It was showing at The Luxe Palms Cinema, an upscale but cozy venue tucked within a quiet district of town a perfect setting for an unassuming night out.

Soap and shampoo, with a hint of some kind of masculine deodorant, slightly spicy and musky. I had never been so turned on by everyday bath products in my life. The student center movie theater is a pretty nice one, though they play an odd assortment of films. Foreign movies, independent movies, artsy movies, gay and lesbian movies, old movies – if you’ve never seen it, the UGA student union movie theater has probably shown it. They occasionally show crowd-pleasers, and apparently Eastern Promises was one of them… although it fit comfortably into the ‘independent’ category, as well.

What happened to Elise and Greyson was revenge enough. That night, I bought a plane ticket to Howoi to relax. Meanwhile, the video of my argument with Elise in the hospital was edited and posted online. She was a small influencer with hundreds of thousands of followers. Her fans rushed to her defense, and there were also rumors of infidelity that everyone enjoyed gossiping about. Elise also posted a video that was a few seconds long. In the blurry video, she was pregnant and sitting in a mess. It was obvious that everything that could be broken had been broken. A serious argument must have taken place.

Selena and Mom haven't been in the best of terms since I've been in college, and I probably shouldn't bring that up with Yvette in the car with us. "Well, well, well, we're here at Palm Paradise." Selena declares about an hour later. "Welcome, babes." I raise my head to smooth paved streets mostly flanked by towering palm trees, and residential buildings. Locals are milling around like swans on water. I spy a girl on a bench, buttery tresses tied up in a ponytail with a coral scrunchie that matched the polka dots on her mini dress, scratching her pug underneath its jaws. The place looks like somewhere right out of a movie. The kind that stars gorgeous lead actresses on a summer holiday.

Sometimes I would go up there and study medicine and just get away. Lucas and I ventured to the club house. We made popcorn, nachos and grabbed some more snacks and drinks. The first movie we watched was Bad boys two. It was a great movie, with tons of action. It had just come out, but we knew people to hook us up. We watched a few more movies and before it got too late, I brought up the idea to spar. “Hey, didn’t you say you wanted to spar?” I ask. “Heck yeah, bring that gorgeous body over to the gym.” Lucas says.

Her legs bare. And all I want to do is drag her back to the ranch and make her forget every movie we came here to grab. She hums and jabs me with her elbow as we pass the endcap loaded with candy and discount DVDs. “I’m not watching another one of your spaghetti westerns, cowboy. I want explosions. Ridiculous car chases. Shirtless actors. Jason Momoa, preferably.” I scoff, reaching for the kettle corn. “You already got a shirtless man, princess.”