Summer At The Cape Novels & Stories

All of it. Worth it. Later. The bedroom. The October dark. His arm around her. Her head on his chest. His heartbeat. Slow. Steady. Real. “Cape Town,” she said. “Cape Town,” he agreed. “Your mother’s going to cry,” she said. “Yes,” he said. “I might too,” she said. “I know,” he said. She held his arm. “When?” she said. “Summer,” he said. “Southern hemisphere. December again.” A pause. “The mountain in December.”

Clinking champagne glasses and the smell of expensive perfumes made Brye almost empty his insides. He’s in a yacht, surrounded by people he doesn’t want to be with. Not to mention that he was running away from Go since this event had started. Brye wants to be home and he doesn’t want to be here. “Your face looked like you’d be happy to jump from here and swim to the shore and go home” Michael appears beside him. “That’s right, give me more ideas like that Faustino” he replies, raising his glass a little before chugging down the contents and placing it somewhere.

I reply with a wide grin and squeeze her unhurt knee. “Thank you, that is sweet of you, and I appreciate it.” she kisses my cheek before taking a sip of her wine, “So what brings you here for the summer?” she asks. I turn to look at her, and she is watching me, “I needed to get away from my hectic life.” I shrug. I didn’t want to go into detail. “Maybe we can keep each other company this summer?” she suggests, “Yes, sounds perfect. And once you feel better, we can swim in the lake.” She used to love swimming in the lake.

She shows me a piece of yellow bikini that's extremely eye-catching. "I'm sure you're going to rock in it," I answer with a smile. "Miami chicks, better watch out for your men," she screams her usual lines, forcing a smile out of me, before breaking into a heavy sigh. "Even if I can't have Liam, this has been the best summer ever." Can we not talk about Liam?

✧FAITH ZEICAN LEE✧ I’ve been restless for a while now, constantly glancing at my phone. I’m waiting for Summer to message me and let me know if she has succeeded in borrowing Poppy from her parents. She didn’t want any of us—Love, Hope, or myself—to go with her, thinking it might make it even harder for Poppy to be allowed out. She always jokes with Hope, calling him the ultimate jinx. And since Aunt Baby is out of the country, Summer’s doing this on her own. Aunt Baby and Chloe left for Singapore just the other day.

With just seven days left until the college entrance exam, the high school's PA system suddenly crackled to life during the morning break. “My name is Lily Smith. I’m a senior. Before I graduate, I’d like to confess my feelings to my crush.” Inside the classroom, every eye instantly locked onto Jack. The room exploded into rowdy cheers and teasing. Jack felt his face burn as his heart hammered against his ribs. After all, he had spent three whole years cracking jokes to help his childhood friend, Lily, overcome the deep dark pit of her depression. On her eighteenth birthday, she had even initiated their first kiss. “You were the light that pulled me out of the darkness. I hope that once

We all watched the kids play and dance around the camping fire after we decided to hang out on the beach shore to admire the full silver moon in the clear night sky. The wind was a little harsh as it blew against my bare skin, cold but tolerable. Summer was coming, and perhaps that is why Caden chose to rent this place for the kids to enjoy. “I’m sorry if I didn’t say goodbye to you.” I deeply apologized to Madz.

James reached out his hand to pull Summer closer by the shoulder and embrace her. The two leaned against each other while admiring the beautiful scenery. "Do you like it, Summie? If you like it, we can come here once a week." "Okay." Summer delightedly accepted the suggestion. Nature offered many beautiful sights, the sea being one of them. Summer had always loved the sea, perhaps because of how it seemed endless and the unique flavor it added to love stories. Hence, she enjoyed watching the sea while snuggling with her lover.

Just the thought of her made me shudder; I needed to escape her shadow, even if just for a little while. We had just arrived at the mansion in Cape Town, and I could see the excitement radiating off Racheal as she took in the stunning landscapes. She had talked non-stop during the flight, her eyes sparkling as she described the iconic Table Mountain, the beautiful beaches, and the vibrant cultural scenes. Cape Town was also famed for Robben Island and the picturesque Cape Winelands, known for their lush vineyards and exquisite wines. Her enthusiasm was infectious, and I felt a swell of satisfaction; all my efforts to make this trip perfect were paying off.

"Are you going to stay in your hometown for the whole summer break?" It seemed like he sent this text after a great deal of consideration. Was he trying to insinuate that Caprice should not be spending her summer break lazing around at home?