All Chapters of Hot Summer In California: Chapter 21 - Chapter 30

I wake in a good mood this morning, knowing that we're about to hit a road trip to Billings, the largest city in Montana. The boys have an urgent business with some banker over there, and asked if we wanted to tag along with them. But of course, we both answered with a big yes, full of ecstasy. I've decided that since I'm here, I should explore everyplace I can afford.Isn't that the whole point of a vacation?"Just wake me up when we arrive," Sam tells me, her voice groggy and lazy. She's seated between Malik and me in the backseat."Sure, ma'am. Goodnight," I reply placidly."Do you enjoy this, Professor?" Malik asks teasingly upon seeing my smile."Yeah, don't you?" I reply, gazing at his big, bright eyes."Well, I love the company better." He shrugs, forging some sort of gallant that makes me chuckle. Jeez, he's mood! "And you, brother?" He faces

"Hurry up, Kiki!" Sam urges, impelling me to snap out of my state of panic."Just a sec," I utter while opening the door, my heart still thumping from the earlier incident and this sudden appearance of Samantha. "Um, hi," I breathe, forcing an innocent smile.Bitch! My subconscious mutters, rolling her eyes at me, and I know she's right. It's just too uncalled for."What's up? You look like you've seen a ghost." Sam slips in hurriedly. "It's boring drinking alone, so here." She now reveals a champagne bottle and beams."Drinking? Right now?" I ask and she nods. "Why?""Why? Stop being a spoilsport! And why not? Do you have classes tomorrow?" Sam mocks, and I hiss with my eyes, making her laugh."Well, let's drink." I take a deep sigh, accepting the offer.I probably need a drink."That's my girl." Sam smiles while

The coffee has extra cream shot, exactly how I love my stuff. My heart jumps aflutter at the thought of Liam knowing my taste so well.Could it be that he's taken deliberate to learn of it through our short dining experiences? Dream on, Kira. It costs absolutely nothing to have a lovely dream. I laugh at myself inwardly.Liam’s laptop is on the countertop with the Skype window open on the screen. He was probably video chatting with someone before I arrived. I resume my attention back as he finally hands me the mug.’’Thank you.’’ I feel giddy as I slowly start sipping it. Hmm, it's exquisite. Mr.Intense does know how to please a lady.Or maybe you are just too infatuated, breathes my subconscious with the look of ’oh, we’ve lost you, girl’. I just smile, enjoying my coffee."Shouldn't you be resting by now?" Liam breaks the silence, taking the same stance as mine, facing one

It's almost three a.m. I slowly exit my room, coming across the silent hall with a dim light. Breathing softly, I head a few steps towards Liam's door that's just next to mine and opposite to Sam's, and here is my destination.It's now that I notice the magnitude of this favor I've been asked. I must face Mr. Intense so late in the midnight, and in my pajamas. I'm not sure of how I look, and I don't understand why I'm even concerned of it.Oh, really now? Apparently my subconscious seems amused by this, rolling her big brown eyes.I reach for Liam's door, tentatively, as though afraid to make a slight sound. Sighing, my courage pulled in, I knock about four times and stay still, waiting. I keep my little patience intact, but my tummy is already in a thousand knots.Just open the door, Mr. Darcy, and let's get it over with. I sigh again, unable to keep calm.A moment goes by until I hear th

Liam lies down by my side and covers us both with the duvet. I dare not question him, for I don't want him to alter his mind. I ultimately love this gesture, my subconscious nodding in agreement."Lights off, please." Liam points at the bedside lamp."Okay." I hurry to comply, stupidly indulged into this new bliss. Okay or not, just this once I'm refusing to think of anything else but this moment.Liam holds me gently and I feel his warmth that makes me smile sheepishly. So this is what it feels like to have someone by your side, huh? What a feel!"I said to sleep, Ms. Jones," Liam urges, dissolving me from my sweet reverie."Yes, Mr. Darcy," I reply with rolled-eyes.How grumpy can he get?I don't mind, however, I just can't help but wonder about his personality at times.We stay in silence, and I can't say I'm sleepy at a