Summer is a young mother trying to grasp her new reality. Witch is keeping a low profile with her beautiful bubbly daughter Autumn who's full of character for a four-year-old.
Kazimir isn't your normal French billionaire CEO. He's a man who knows h...
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After getting of the phone and having a crying session, my phone rings with an incoming call.
My man. Flashing on my screen.
I rolled my eyes when I saw the name. Not in a bad way but Kaz was the only person I know that would call and not say a single word.
"Hi my beautiful, handsome man!" I giggled.
"Hi Summer." So stern.
"Believe it or not I'm actually missing you right now, I wish you were here with us," I spoke softly, i hate the way he had me in the palm of his hands.
"I'm here."
"Like here at my parents house or like here on the phone to listen to me?" I asked confused.
"I'm outside your parents house." If I didn't know better he sounded optimistic. Before I can even here anything else.
I quickly leave my phone, flying down the steps and open the door just before he ringed the door bell.
The door fly open so fast I'm hit with the chilly outside breeze. He had on an expensive black trench coat.
His left brow raises in confusion when he sees me out of breath.
"I was already downstairs, plus Autumn is taking a nap," I spoken with a shortness in breath. "Right?" It came out like a question but apart of me couldn't pass the part where it sounded cocky as if he believed I was lying.
"What you doing here I-" before I can continue my eyes stop when I completely take in his presence. He had a poster with red and pink sprinkles that wrote 'I'm sorry' and also pink skittles. In his left hand was a set of a bouquet of flowers.
"Are you going to let me in, or are you going to let me freeze to death?" He asked and I completely realized I was blocking the door.
Thanks to god my parents weren't home they went grocery shopping to make dinner for us tonight.
I step aside to let him in and close the door behind me.
Why the fuck was I so... shy?
As he walks closer I walk backwards. He stops in his trace to study me. Was I nervous?
"I missed you," he spoke calmly. He gently continued to walk toward me and freeze, he leans down to peck my lips and I instantly place by my hands on the sides of his face to study myself while I kiss him back.
The kiss was electric, as if sparks and energy brought me back to life.
He breaks the kiss and I'm left wanting more and breathless. The corner of his lips lift when he sees the state his kiss left me in.
"What Falls girl has the French giant using sparkle and glitter?" I gasped at the last word. I would pay and I mean pay a good penny to see him struggling making that poster.
