TEMPTRESS

XX.

ANGÈLE JOSÉPHINE MONET LAURENT CHASTIN - TOULOUSE, FRANCE 1968

"Oh my gosh! No! Angele, don't lie!" Emily laughed.

"I'm not!" Angele defended herself as she crossed her arms over her chest.

They simply started talking and laughing as they waited for the high to come. "She didn't want to leave the house because the hairdresser cut her hair shorter than expected!" Emily laughed.

"That's true! You're always like that." Alexandre nodded.

"Okay, okay. Whatever, I just like to be perfect." Angele admitted, rolling her eyes as she leaned back in the couch. The couch. The couch felt like pillows engulfing her, pulling her into the warmth, it felt perfect. She felt as if she was continuously sinking in between the pillows.

Alexandre looked around the room, his eyes landing on Ethan who wouldn't stop grinning as he stared at the room. "Ethan? Are you feeling it?" He laughed.

Ethan nodded as he looked at him. "Holy shit." Ethan laughed.

"I'm also starting to feel it." Daniel said as he stood up, stretching his arms, letting out a satisfied groan.

"Wow." Julien grinned as he joined Daniel. The music resonating through his ears as he slowly moved. Adrien soon joined them as he couldn't stop laughing. Meanwhile, Angele couldn't stop sinking into the couch as she watched the others dance to the vibrant music. She closed her eyes, exhaling deeply as she felt her chest pounding through the loud music. She felt amazing. It was like her head wasn't even attached to her body. She was practically floating. She was floating. Alexandre had picked her up, carrying her bridal style. She wrapped her arms around her brother's neck.

She grinned as he spun her around. "This feels amazing!" She laughed.

"Guys. Don't forget to drink water!" Adrien said as he jumped up and down chugging a glass of water.

It felt like there was a magical breeze was surrounding the room, as if the stars had decided to dance around the group as they sang along and moved to the songs. Angele felt pure love for everyone around her. It was like she wanted to give a piece of her heart to everyone. Everything felt exciting and new, like she'd never touched someone's hair before or looked someone in the eyes. Every hug felt like it was connecting with someone on a whole different level. "Julien!" She grinned as she let go of her Ethan's scalp, he—on the other hand—was enjoying the massage.

Julien walked up to her, dancing to the sounds of Serge Gainsbourg. It was like the lyrics were speaking to him, it was like he was being hypnotized by the sounds of the best musician in the whole entire universe. Angele stood up from the floor, wiping the sweat off her forehead. She beamed as she took a sip of water from the shared bottle. "Let's go upstairs." She whispered, while Julien unable to stop grinning, his cheeks and jaws were aching.

"Les gars! Let's go swimming!" Julien said with a grin.

"Skinny Dipping! Let's do it!" Adrien said as he immediately took his shirt off and started unbuckling his pants while the others did the same. Within a matter of seconds, they were all out the door. Julien's plan worked.