Page 111 of Summer Fling


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After another few hours under the sweltering summer sun and a Tempest marathon in the arcade, I guide an exhausted Perrie through the dark parking lot.

As I start my truck, she smiles over at me, holding up one of the arcade’s tokens. “One left over!”

“Save it for next time we’re together. We’ll play again then, okay?”

“Sure.”

“Promise?”

“I promise. You know I never break those.”

She doesn’t. I can always count on Perrie.

Her little smile turns wistful. “Today was great. Thanks for everything.”

“Always a pleasure. Ice cream?” I offer simply to prolong our last few minutes together. If she’d let me eat it off her body, I’d love it even more.

For the first time ever, she turns down her favorite dessert. “Would you mind just taking me home? I…need to talk to you about something.”

“Sure.”

I wrack my brain to figure out what’s bothering her and why she hasn’t already told me. It doesn’t help that she’s unusually silent or that the closer we get to her house, the more pensive she becomes.

When I pull into the driveway and park the truck, I turn to her with a frown. “Perrie?”

She looks toward the house. All the windows are dark. Dan still isn’t home. Since he’s a workaholic, it’s no surprise.

“Can you come in? I might need help getting my suitcases down the stairs.”

“No problem.”

I jump out of my vehicle and usher her through the front door. Inside the house, lots of Perrie’s things are already missing, like her ever-present Bluetooth speaker, her car keys, the random bottle of nail polish… Somehow, the place already seems emptier and she’s not even gone.

Her leaving is going to be rough.

I drag in a deep breath as I follow her up the stairs, grateful that she’s put on shorts. They’re so tiny that the curve of her ass hangs out under the hem, but they cover more than her bikini bottoms. I’ve got to be grateful for small favors.

Inside her room, I spot two big suitcases near the door and reach for them. “Both of these?”

“Yeah. Wait.” She wraps a tentative hand around my arm, looking downright nervous.

“You okay?”

She bites her lip again, seemingly hesitant and agitated. “You like me, right?”

As a person? Or as a woman?

“Sure. We’ve been friends for years,” I say carefully.

She sighs. “What if I don’t want to be friends?”

My heart stutters. “I don’t understand.”

But I think I do.

“I’m not making sense.” She raises her chin and pins me with an unblinking stare. “Hayden, I’m in love with you. I always have been. I want you to spend tonight with me. Please.”

Perrie Atkins just propositioned me.Holy shit.

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