𝙘𝙝𝙖𝙥𝙩𝙚𝙧 𝙩𝙝𝙞𝙧𝙩𝙮 𝙛𝙞𝙫𝙚, charles

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❝ it's a cruel summer with you. ❞
⇄ ◃◃ ⅠⅠ ▹▹ ↻

Initially, my summer break was supposed to consist of my friends and family on a yacht in the middle of the ocean or having dinner together.

It's officially the second day of summer break and I just spent the whole day in bed with Maisie either having sex or cuddling with her and her dog while talking.

She just left the bed to go to the toilet and at the same time, I feel my phone vibrate further away. I groan and lean forward to grab it from the night stand.

I read my younger brother's name on the screen and press the green button, bringing the phone to my ear. "Hello?" I start, clearing my throat to speak properly.

"Comment ça va? (How are you?)"

I sit up more appropriately before answering. "Je ne peux pas me plaindre. Qu'est ce qu'il ya ? (Can't complain. What's up?)"

"Mads arrive se soir pour quelques jours, Lorenzo peut pas venir demain, partant pour une journée yacht avec ta petite soeur et frère? (Mads is coming in tonight for a couple of days, Lorenzo can't make it tomorrow, what do you say about a yacht day with your younger siblings?)" He suggests.

"Uh..." I'd love that, but I want to stay with Maisie. "Je peux amener une amie? (Can I bring a friend?)" I ask.

"Une amie ou une copine? (A friend or a girlfriend?)" He questions, his smirk not seen but evident in his tone.

"Quelque part au milieu (Somewhere in between.)" I answer, not knowing what we really are. It doesn't matter at the moment though. As long as we're enjoying each other's presence for the next few weeks, no one cares.

He lets out an, "Ahh." understanding my situation apparently. "Ouai, bah, amène la. Se serait sympa pour Madelyn de ne pas avoir que des mec autour toute la journée seul. (Yeah, well, bring her. It'd be nice for Mads not to have to deal with two guys all day alone.)" He accepts.

"J'te vois demain alors. (I'll see you tomorrow then.)" I conclude.

"Dit a Pierre de venir aussi si tu veux. (Tell Pierre to come too if you want.)" I agree on the idea before saying goodbye. He hangs up just as Maisie comes back.

I put my phone away and welcome her back into my arms, as she jumps back in bed with me. I hug her, pulling her onto me and she giggles.

She leaves a quick kiss on my cheek before turning and laying on her back, next to me but her head on my chest, using it as her pillow as I play with strands of her hair.

"As amazing as today was, we can't stay in bed all summer, you know that?" She starts, her eyes darting up to look at me.

"How come?"

"Because it's my first summer in Monaco and I really want to go to the beach and party and all the shit you Monegasque's do." She explains.

"Hmm..." I mumble, bringing my hand around her waist and under her shirt, my hand softly stroking over her skin. "Good thing you have an original Monegasque wrapped around your finger to give you the experience." I tell her as I take in the smell of her hair. Vanilla is the only scent in my life forever. She chuckles. "And to start you off, how 'bout spending all day tomorrow on a yacht?"

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