The Summer I Fell in Love

Not Just a Summer Fling...

Author's Note: Hello, everyone! I am back for Chapter 6 of The Summer I Fell in Love! As always, be sure to RATE, REVIEW, and FOLLOW myself and the story if you like what you're reading! :)

Jordan's POV:

I quickly had the doorman at the club call me a cab. As I stand on the cobblestone sidewalk of the South Hampton Country Club, I found myself thinking about my future with Nick Carraway. In the matter of a month, I have fallen in love with a man who is so careful, and so unlike me, however, he completes me. Me being the strong willed female golfer that I am, I usually don't get too romantic. I am one for the occasional summer fling, but this is different. I see myself settling down with this man, sharing a life together, and having children. I sort of surprised myself while thinking that, but these feelings were strong, and I simply couldn't deny them.

The cab arrived in front of me, and I slid onto the leather seats. I opened my compact mirror to make sure my makeup and hair were intact. My body was then jolted, as the car switched into gear, and we sped off towards the city.

Nick's POV:

Walter Chase's office was bustling as usual. I couldn't bring myself to take any phone calls right now because my mind was wandering. All I could think of was Jordan. She became the top priority in my life after a month of knowing her. Her beauty never seized to leave me speechless, but she was more than just a pretty face. She is a woman with a brain, and one who is capable of making her own decisions. She is motivated, and passionate about what she does.

When I moved to New York only a little while ago, I never imagined myself finding the love of my life. I was more expecting to find a girl that I would go to parties with, and maybe go out to dinner with. I definitely got more than I expected. I never found myself to be a person who would settle down and get married. Jordan was changing my entire life's course for the better. I have never felt this way before, and I have now realized that Jordan is the woman that I want to spend the rest of my life with.

As I thought about marrying Jordan, an idea popped into my head. About three weeks ago, we had gone into town, and walked past a jewelry store about a block away from my office. She stopped and looked into the window, and was gushing about this diamond ring that was in the window. She said that it was "the most darling thing she had ever seen" and how she would love to have it one day. Right at that moment, I kept that ring in my head, and knew that I would have to get that for her if I ever decided to "pop the question".

It seemed like a hasty decision, but I got up from my desk and told the secretary that I would be taking a quick walk up the block. I honestly couldn't believe that I was about to buy an engagement ring. Falling in love with Jordan happened so quickly, and unexpectedly. I knew from the minute I laid eyes on her, that she was the one for me. Ever since she came into my life, I have been the happiest person alive. The sky seemed more blue, the trees more green, the breeze much warmer, and my heart seemed to be bursting at the seems at all times.

I finally was in front of the window of the jeweler, and spotted the ring. I went inside and immediately bought it for the love of my life. I couldn't believe it, but I was going to propose to the love of my life that night.

I made my way back to the office with the biggest grin on my face. All of my coworkers were looking at me in a peculiar sort of way, and one of them even asked me if I was drunk. I simply laughed and sat back at my desk and lit up a cigarette. I opened up the little red box of the ring that I bought and just stared at it, as happy as ever.

Jordan's POV:

After about thirty minutes of excruciating traffic, I found myself in front of Nick's office. I tipped the cab driver, and made my way into Walter Chase's building. I got into the elevator, acting like an excited school girl. I was simply grinning from ear to ear because I just couldn't wait to see my Nick. The elevator arrived at the fifth floor, and i peered through the dark, oak french doors. I saw my lovely Nick at his desk taking a phone call. He looked so damn cute while working I just could't stand it. I noticed that his suit jacket had come off, and his dress shirt was rolled up to his elbows, exposing his tan, muscular, well defined arms. His hair was slightly disheveled, but it didn't matter to me. Even while doing his job, he drove me wild. No man has ever made me feel this way, but I would't have it any other way.

I walked right into the office and told the secretary I was here for Mr. Carraway. His back was turned to me, and couldn't see that I was walking towards him. I made my way up to his desk, and took a seat right on top of it. He was still having a conversation with a client on the phone. When he hung up the phone, he didn't notice me right away. He turned slightly to put out his cigarette in his ash tray, and saw me out of the corner of his eye. He looked up at me like I was godly, or out of this world. He looked at me the way that all women wanted to be looked at by a man.

Nick's POV:

Seeing her on top of my desk, with a rosy pink colored dress on, with a matching hat, and beautiful mink stole was too much for me to handle. She was perfection all the way from her gorgeous red lips to her silky, white legs.

"Hello, love." She said while looking down at me.

"Hello, gorgeous. You look so incredibly gorgeous today, I can hardly stand it."

A smirk arose on her lips, and her cheeks turned as pink as her dress.

"Darling, your coworkers might here you!"

"Jordie, I could shout it from the rooftops. I want all of New York to know how beautiful you are."

I then grabbed all of my things, and hand in hand, we made our way out of my office. Little did she know, tonight was going to be much more than a dinner and a show.