Summertime Shorts นิยาย & เรื่องราว

you said, finally breaking into a smile. "Hey," she said, and came in for a hug. She was wearing a pair of preppy jean booty shorts that hugged her tight body, and a summery tank top that showed the outline of her bra, along with flip flops, and your sunglasses perched on top of her head.

“Come on, let’s go shopping. You need sexy outfits for Bali. Don’t you dare pack just T-shirts and shorts.” I laughed and followed Summer to a row of boutiques in the shopping mall. We entered the first store, and Summer immediately got busy picking out casual dresses, skirts, and blouses. “This one’s cute for the family dinner,” she said, pointing to a knee-length floral dress. “And this one... for washing Kai’s grandma’s car in the driveway.” I frowned. “Sam!” She burst out laughing. “Kidding, babe. But seriously, you have to be prepared for anything. Including... this.”

so whatever. What followed was the weirdest mini fashion show of my life. First outfit…high-waisted black yoga leggings with an oversized white graphic tee that said “Good Vibes Only” in faded letters. Victoria clapped like a kid at a talent show. “Yes! It makes your legs look endless!” Next…a baby-blue cropped hoodie and matching biker shorts. She gave me two enthusiastic thumbs up. “Super cute! You look like you could actually run if you had to.” Then the denim shorts with a black tank top. She twirled her finger, making me spin, and actually giggled. “Okay, this one is fire. Total hot-girl summer energy…even if it’s freezing outside…not like that affects us though.”

I awed as we walked out of my dorm. "Thanks!" Brandy smiled, pushing back a wavy curl, tucking it behind her ear, "I know it won't matter in what - Less than an hour? - but if this is my last chance at looking good, then I wanna rock it!" "And you're wearing short enough shorts to be hidden by that dress," I joked. "These are what I call my bar shorts. I wear them when I'm trying to get-" I cut her off before she could finish. "Woah! Woah! Woah!" I stopped her before she could finish, "Let's just get to the clearing before we dig too deep."

"I suppose you're attached to that outfit." "Just the T-shirt," Summer admitted. "I loved this concert. The rest I could care less about." Matt picked up the scissors again. "Take the T-shirt off and put it on the dresser." Summer nodded and slowly peeled off the snug cotton top. Her hips swayed as she moved over to fold it and laid it on the dresser. The band of a pair of gray cotton panties peeked out of the top of her jeans, letting him know she really hadn't expected to be having more sex tonight. She'd dressed for comfort, not seduction. Oddly, that was sexier to him than if she'd had on black lace.

It rarely got too hot or humid, but today was a hot one. I looked through my drawer, pulling out a strappy, tight, light blue tank top. It was the type of tank top that you didn’t need to wear a bra. Typically, I would wear something with the tank top, but I couldn’t help the devilish thoughts that went through my head as I thought about not wearing a bra. I pulled out a pair of cut of jean shorts to go with the tank top. I rarely wore these shorts for two reasons. First, I thought I was too old for cut off shorts. Second, they were too short. They were a hand me down from Jordan and I got stuck wearing them after we got caught in a rainstorm. I thought the shorts were cute but the amount of

she beams from behind me, excited for the day. Holy shit, I think to myself after turning around, seeing her cute little outfit that I laid out just for her. A brown crop top with shorts and white shoes, perfect for going to the zoom. “Look at my adorable little zoologist.” I can't help but cooed. All she needs is one of those tan safari hats and she will be as cute as a button. “I have never seen you in shorts before.” She giggled, pointing at my black shorts. “I still get hot and sweaty, baby.” I pulled her closer to me. Her little arms wrapped around me instinctively and her warm little body against mine just fits.

Addison’s muscles, sore and achy from a long day of travelling and walking around, practically start singing at the thought. “That sounds amazing. I’m kind of sore, actually.” “Well, it should help relax your muscles,” Javan says. “Plus, you deserve some actual relaxation time before Roswell Corporation inhumanely forces you to work tomorrow.” “Stop,” Addison says, laughing. She digs back into her suitcase, pulling out one of the pairs of swim shorts she’d packed. They’re turquoise with tiny lemons embroidered on them. “They’re paying for this trip, remember? Besides, it’ll hardly be anything. I don’t even think it will take the full day. Do you know what you’re going to do while I’m out?”

how did this get so complicated? I slip on the outfit Clara picked for me she said and I quote “Looking sexy will draw the eyes to your body and that will give you the advantage “ it’s a stretchy black shorts that are so short my ass check is probably showing. The shirt is black and barley comes down past the boobs. Great choice Clara.