A Summer to Remember - By Jessica Gunhammer Page 0,35

to come to dinner sometime this week or maybe this weekend?” I opened the pizza box and pulled out another slice.

“I know I don’t have to. I want to. And of course I’d love to have dinner at your parents’ house.”

“Okay. Would you rather do it this weekend? I know you don’t usually feel like doing much by the time you get off work.” I watched as he poured himself another glass of soda then sat back on the couch.

“Sure. There’s actually a storm rolling in tonight, so I might have tomorrow off. If we get rained out, maybe we can do it tomorrow night. You should stay here tonight, just in case.” He smiled at me and it caused a warm fuzzy feeling to wash over me.

“I don’t have any clothes or anything with me.” I set my empty plate on the table and moved closer to him.

“You don’t need clothes. You can wear some of mine to bed and wear what you have on in the morning. I have an extra toothbrush under the sink.”

“You’ve been planning this all day, haven’t you?” It was kind of cute how much he wanted me to stay here with him.

“I have no idea what you’re talking about.” I could see the corner of his mouth curl up. He put his hand on the side of my face and pulled me in for another kiss.

“You’re so full of it.” I climbed onto his lap and kissed him. Every night we spent away from each other felt like an eternity. I daydreamed about his kiss when we were apart. Now to be here and have him right in front of me, it was hard to stop.

“You want to go to the bedroom?” he asked.

“Here is fine.” I pulled my shirt over my head. He looked me up and down and didn’t ask any more questions. He ran his hands slowly along my hips and waist; I could feel the electricity between my bare skin and his fingertips. He carefully picked me up and laid me on my back on the couch. As he kissed my lips and trailed kisses down my neck and collarbone, goosebumps formed on the surface of my skin. He pulled off my sweatpants. He sat up and admired me in my bra and panties; I could feel my cheeks becoming warm. Even though I could feel the butterflies moving rapidly in my stomach, it didn’t stop me from feeling like I was in total control of the situation. The way he looked at me, I knew I could make him do anything I wanted.

Later that night I was lying in Adrian’s bed and I could hear the raindrops falling on the rooftop. I’d always loved the sound of rain at night, especially during the summer months. It relaxed me and helped me sleep like a baby. I could see the lightning flash through the curtains onto the bedroom wall, which was followed by a loud boom of thunder a few seconds later. I turned to see if it woke Adrian, but he was sound asleep. He looked so peaceful when he slept, like he didn’t have a care in the world. Well, I guess I had better prepare myself, tomorrow night will be the night I tell my parents I’m moving in with Adrian.

CHAPTER 21

It rained all night and into the next day, so Adrian didn’t have to work. We decided to lounge around the house and watched bad TV and movies until it was time to go to dinner at my parents’ house. The ride over was rather quiet—we were both nervous about how the night would go down. The good thing was at least they had all gotten off on the right foot. My dad and brother seemed to love him after all the football talk the night he picked me up for dinner. They had a lot in common. My dad used to coach my brother’s football team up until he got into high school.

When we walked in the back door, we could smell the roast cooking in the crockpot. It filled our nostrils with a smell so delicious it made my stomach rumble. I could hear my mom in the kitchen finishing up the cooking, so we went in there first.

“It smells delicious!” I startled her as we snuck up from behind.

“Thank you, honey.” She kissed me on the check. “Hello, Adrian. Good to see you again. Glad you could join us for dinner.” It