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10
Summer
Rome’s clothes were loose, way looser than I thought they would be. Especially with my curves. I had to not only roll his pants at my waist a few times, but also cinch the tie too. His shirt was so long it was almost down to my knees. I fixed that too, along with my hair. I took out every bobby pin that was holding my updo in place. I swear, it took the most time just trying to tame it in some kind of resemblance of curls.
My dress was the type you had to wear spanx with and there was no way I wanted to keep those torturous devices on. Reluctantly, I took them off. Knowing I’d be bare beneath Rome’s pajama pants, the one good thing I did have, was a strapless bra with my dress. Sure, the style is a pain in the ass, but it’s a bra none the less. I’d hate to have to somehow hide myself away from Rome. It’s not like I’m small chested, and if you get cold, well, you know what happens then.
I follow Rome and boy do I enjoy the view he has going on from behind. It’s just as spectacular as the front.
The way his shoulders are broad, but gets leaner in the waist, and the way his muscles flex and pull as he opens the sliding glass door. Leaving it open for me, I’m carrying the shakes he bought for us.
“Do you want me to shut the door or keep it open?” I ask him.
“You can leave it open, the air conditioner turns off when it senses there’s a door left open for so long. Plus, it’s a nice night out. Might be one of those where you sleep with the windows open too.” he replies as he sets our food down on the table. I do the same and wait to see where he’s sitting before, I take my place.
Except he doesn’t, he pulls out a chair for me instead. This man, he’s one of those men you dream up when you’re young and impressionable, but then you realize as you get older there really isn’t someone in real life like him.
Yet, here he is.
“Thank you,” I tell Rome.
“Anytime,” his fingers linger on the side of my neck.
His stomach growling has me laughing, Rome sits down and we both eat our dinner. I murmur every now and then how good it is. Once my burger is finished, I take the lid off of my shake and proceed to dip my fries in it, it’s the only way I’ll eat French fries.
Rome’s eyes never leave me. Even as he eats, he studies my every move.
We finish our food, both of us taking our plates into the kitchen. I get a chance to really take it in, the kitchen is open to the living room and dining room. Dark wood floors are throughout the whole house, white shaker style kitchen cabinets, with white quartz countertops that shine.
It truly is a work of art. I haven’t even been upstairs, but if it’s anything like it is downstairs, it will be drool worthy.
“Want to watch a movie or would you like me to take you home?” Rome asks.
“It’s still early, we can watch a movie for a while,” I reply after looking at the clock he has hanging in the living room.
11
Rome
I thought for sure Summer would say she was ready to go home. It shocked me when she said she’d like to stay.
We walk our way to the couches in the living room. Mom really helped me pull this house together. It was completely remodeled when I bought it, but me being a man, I didn’t give two shits about the rest of the house as long as the couches were comfortable and the television was big.
Mom helped me pick out the rest, shit she did it for all of us. After we made our company a success, we tried to buy her a house on the beach close to us. She wasn’t having any of it. She likes the home we were raised in. At least she let us update it a little. She’s in the same town as us, only more in-land.
Heath and Mason both live in walking distance from here. They drop in from time to time, and I wouldn’t put it past them to meet me as soon as the sun rises in the morning with their surfboards and wet suites on.
Summer takes a seat in one corner of the couch, and I take my usual spot in the other corner. I want her near me, but I’ll give her a bit to get comfortable, and then I’ll have her next to me, right where I want her.
I prop my feet up on the ottoman and grab the remote, “Anything you’d like to watch?”
“I’m good with anything, honestly.”
I surf the channels until we both see something we like, “Girl after my own heart,” I tell Summer.
At first, she was curled into herself, but now that she’s gotten more comfortable, Summer has a pillow under her head and is lying down but trying to stay on her side. I grab her legs and place them in my lap.
Her head pops up, my smile says it all as I pick one of her feet up and slowly massage her instep. The way she settles back down and finally relaxes tells me everything. I’m pretty sure she won’t be leaving my house tonight, and I find I like that a lot.
