The Summer I Spent With You {L.H} ~ Book 2

Chapter Fourteen

Ow. Ouch. 

Hauling my leg over the bed, I struggled to stand up. After a few minutes of humiliating wheezing whilst rocking back and forward, eventually I gave up and held out my hands for a laughing Luke to haul me up. I gripped onto the towel that now hugged my dry body and stood up to face him; my legs trembling beneath me. 

Now don't get me wrong, I enjoy a good workout as much as anyone. But Luke just takes it to a whole other level. There was weird positions and a lot of grunting and groaning. A lot sweat and heavy breathing; a lot of everything till I was completely ridden out and fell to a heap. 

Who the fuck takes their girlfriend to a yoga class?

"Oh dear," Luke said as he grabbed the material of the towel and pulled me towards him. "Thought you enjoyed the class?" Cocky shit. He glanced downwards and I slapped him lightly on the cheek.

"Don't look down my top, you perv." I scolded and brushed past his shoulder, leaving him to groan loudly in frustration. We'd finally returned to my apartment after almost a week of living at his parents house. Gloria still hadn't returned but the last time I'd spoken to her, aka yesterday, she said she'd be back at the weekend. It felt like it was time to come back. There was no point in living in fear of something that would probably never happen to me again. I liked Luke's family but I liked the comfort of my own bed more. I liked being with Luke through the night; when the nightmares kicked in, we could turn to each other with relief, checking each other was really still there by holding onto one an other. 

I quickly gave my face the once over with a hot face cloth and brushed my teeth again before pulling on my dressing gown and starting on my make up. We were meant to arrive at the restaurant at five-thirty but I had a feeling it may be later due to the fact that, one; I was nowhere near ready and its quarter to five; and two, neither of us have a clue where the place is so we'll probably drive around aimlessly for a good hour trying to find it. 

With the quickest application of make up ever, I then proceeded to rush around getting dressed as Luke watched me struggle to clip my bra strap and pull on skinny jeans as he lay on the bed looking rather smug with himself. He sometimes was just a total creep. I decided on a pink lacy top with a white undershirt and some white sandals; not my greatest outfit but it was going to have to do. We swiftly left the apartment and Luke took the responsibility of driving us to the restaurant to meet my family and Riley's boyfriend who had flown over yesterday. Everyone living at my damn parents house apart from me. 

I was also not wrong in saying we would take a long time trying to find it and my parents where less than impressed when we turned up at ten to six, sweating for the heat in the car and walking into the wrong place a few minutes before. I hugged my sister and she introduced us to Adam; now I know I have a boyfriend but the only way to describe Adam was extremely attractive. His dark skin was covered by a tight, dark blue shirt and his hair was dyed a caramel color. Good job Riley. 

"Hello, it is lovely to meet you." He smiled and shook both our hands. Like Riley, Adam's first language was Swedish so when he spoke, he stuttered a few of his words in English. Luke sat down at the end of the row as it was a round booth and so I was in the middle of both him and my brother. A waitress came to take our orders and I decided to splurge out a little and order a burger; this place was supposed to be an Italian yet I never bothered to eat any of the Italian food which was probably pretty ignorant of me. 

"Its so nice to finally meet you, Adam." I spoke as I took a sip through the straw in my drink. "Riley told us all about you." 

"Only good things I hope." He joked and gave my sister a menacing look. Under the table, Luke rested his hand on my thigh and I remembered the last family meal we'd had. You know, the one where my brother walked in on us making out in the kitchen. Giving him a quick glance, I reached under the table and pushed his hand away. This guy has some sort of weird thigh fetish. I was still pretty pissed off at my parents for not coming to my aid during the whole robbery scenario and even afterwards they where all too wrapped up in Riley to realize what actually happened, through no fault of Riley's, but they left Luke's poor mother to console me in my sorry state. She's had past experience of helping me out so she's pretty used to it.