Novel & Cerita Summer Temptation

Summer Love. I didn't think the summer part mattered. Sure we did fall in love during the summer. That doesn't mean I didn't expect it to last past that. It didn't matter to me that he was Nathan Kalis's school-bad boy. To me, he was just Nathan. The man couldn't go more than ten minutes before demanding a kiss. Who always wanted me to cuddle into him. And who loved listening to me read my books out loud.

Summer then gave a code to Max who happened to be passing by to invite Aciel to gather with the men who were grilling meat in the middle of Summer's backyard. “Dude, looks like we should make room for the ladies to chat. How about grilling meat with the elders over there.” Max put his arm around Aciel's shoulders casually and immediately brought Aciel to join the men who were busy grilling meat. Meanwhile Summer and Eden don't really care about their husbands anymore. They seem busy chattering about pregnancy and also baby issues because Summer wants to have children soon so she can become an amazing mother like Eden.

Yes, I want to be remembered, but not that way. "Hey, lover girl." I holler at Simone, signaling for her to come over. The sun went down hours ago and it's a beach party with bonfires lighting up the whole place. "Hey to you too." She downs a bottle of beer in one gulp and throws the empty bottle to the sand. "So, this summer ended, and so did my relationship." "Wait, what? What happened with you and Tom?" "I'm too high to explain right now. I just need a bed, a pillow and enough middle fingers for the male species because men ain't shit."

The movement bared the back of her neck—slender, pale, vulnerable. Brad squeezed his eyes closed against the sight. He inhaled and once again, her scent hit him. She smelled fresh and clean, yet feminine. Like flowers. The ones that his grandmother had grown in her garden back when he was a kid. Those flowers always smelled like home to him. Combined with Mattie's scent, the smell transported him back to a simpler time and flooded him with memories of warm summer days spent in Mattie's backyard.

Summer takes up most of that time with the planning of her eighteenth birthday party, and on the night, I hold my breath as we wait for her to find her mate. Summer’s plans are shattered when the night ends, and she has looked into the eyes of every single male that was there and not one was her mate. The morning after Summer’s birthday, our house has a huge dark cloud hanging over it. Summer refuses to get out of bed. She refuses to eat, and she point-blank refuses to go to school. She only has a couple of weeks of school left, but according to my melodramatic daughter, her life has ended and there is no need for her to finish school.

“Kidding, babe. But seriously, you have to be prepared for anything. Including... this.” She held up a navy-blue bikini. I stared at her in shock. “Are you serious?” “Vivian, you’re going to Bali. There’s a beach. And a handsome guy—I mean, my uncle—the one you’re crushing on. This is not the time to be shy.” I took the bikini while laughing bashfully. “You’re crazy.” “Crazy about your success in winning over Kai.” Summer winked. “This one’s for Kai too.” She handed me two outfits that were clearly not meant for any family occasion: one tight off-shoulder dress and one crop top with high-waisted shorts.

He says as he lifts my chin gently and kisses my lips. "Really guys, we have a dinner to go to." Summer's annoyed voice appears out of nowhere and Domenic steps back where we see her standing with Anthony. "Sorry, she is just a tad bit hungry." Anthony says. "We were coming." I say and Domenic laughs and I hit his shoulder. "What? We were." He knows what he meant. "Let's go, people." Summer says as she claps her hands and marches down the hall. "Pregnancy craving, I know how you feel." I say as she passes next to me when she stops and looks down at my bodycon dress.

~Winter~ Summer removed the dress, retaining the provided clean cotton underwear, and settled into bed. We intended to wear the dresses in the morning, as sleeping in them would affect their freshness. I followed suit and got into bed. "Do you think our punishment will be lessened?" Summer inquired, and I found myself without a definitive answer. The men appeared as unresponsive as ever, devoid of any visible emotions. It seemed unlikely that they would change. All we could do was wait and observe.

Sutburg was filled with flowers in spring, petals flying toward us in the wind, pink, white, and many other colors. Some flowers landed on my shoulder, and I thought to myself that I had made it through winter. And finally, my spring was here.

“Cut the bullshit. We both know you’re not capable of falling in love. That’s like asking you to climb Everest without oxygen.” Before I can respond, a bright pink G-Wagon rolls up the driveway and stops right in front of us. The door swings open. Summer steps out in a tiny leather skirt and a leopard-print top that barely contains her tits. Her long blonde hair flows down her back as she pulls off her sunglasses. “Babeee!” She squeals, rushing straight at me. She leaps into my arms, wrapping herself around me like a damn vine. “I’ve missed you soooo much!”