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Chapter 4- Endless Summer

  "It's soo hot!" Kim groaned placing a wet towel on her face. I was wearing thin fabric, but I was so hot that it felt thick on my skin. It felt like July right now, which was stupid because it was only April. "I'm gonna go take a cold shower." I told her getting up and heading into my room. My house was being completely remodeled and that meant that the AC wasn't working until they were done. It was ninety degrees outside and I was on the top floor in a house made of windows.

  "Can you turn those fans on?" She yelled once I was all the way to my room. "They are on!" I yelled back. I got up to my shower and stripped down, I turned on the hot water a little bit and the cold water a lot. It felt so good against my burning skin. I was literally turning red because I was so hot. The water felt like a breath of fresh air. I cooled down instantly.

  After cleaning myself properly I climbed out of the shower and lotioned up, and just threw on a  purple lace set. I put on a green kimono type robe, and that was it. It was too hot for anything else. "You better stop yelling at me." She said and I plopped down onto my leather couch. I sprawled out all over it, getting comfortable in that position.She literally waited until I got out of the shower to tell me that.

  "Look, it's too hot to be talking." I panted trying to capture as much oxygen as I could. You thought it was hot in here? The heat outside is damn! Don't forget the humidity, I couldn't breathe! I literally drank a gallon of water, and I was still drinking some. "You tryin to say my breath hot?" Kim asked and I rolled my eyes. "Yes I am." I replied as calmly as possible.

  "Bitch my breath don't stink!" She yelled and I yelled back, "I never fucking said that! Your breath is hot, my breath is hot, we're ninety eight degrees Fahrenheit, we both need to stop talking. " I yelled officially irritated, because I was hot and she wasn't listening. Then I got up and went into the kitchen to get some ice cream and when I came back out about five minutes later my spoon dropped because of what I saw before me. Or who I saw before me.

   There he was, standing in the middle of my living room, an Adonis. Clearly delusional he stood there in fitted black jeans, and a black t-shirt. His chocolate eyes golden, from the sunlight. My heart sped up at the sight of him. "Is that something you designed?" He asked looking at me but I was too caught up in the fact that he was here to remember that I was literally in underwear.

  "Victoria's Secret." I whispered picking my spoon up off the ground, I went into the kitchen washed it off and came back out tying my robe closed hastily.  "How did you get in here?" I asked and he smirked, "You do know that we share a garden?" He asked and I nodded as if saying 'duh'. "I was just out there, and Kim saw me. She told me that you wanted me." I glared at Kim.

  I mean I wanted him... I wanted him, but that's unholy. "Oh, she wants you alright." Kim mumbled and I threw a throw pillow at her. "Well I want her too." Danny smirked looking at me seductively. I tried to ignore how that made my stomach flutter, and me warm up in foreign places.

   "Do you really?" I don't know where this confident, seductive me came from, but she was sure to get me in trouble. I didn't even know that I was biting my lip until he pulled it softly with his finger. All the space that was between us had disappeared, and I was looking up at him. He hadn't moved his hand from my cheek. "You know I do." He smirked and that's when I felt his lower half pressed up against me and realized that I was still in my underwear, but for some reason I couldn't pull away.

  "And what are we gonna do about that?" I said low and seductively, looking at his lips then his eyes, and watching him do the same. "I can show you better than I can tell you." He smirked, his hand still holding my cheek and his lower half still pressed against me. "Well show me then." I smirked leaning in closely. My heart started thumping in my chest with both nervousness, and anticipation. My eyes closed on their own accord, just as his lips almost connected with mine.