Summer Nights by Christin Lovell Read Free Book Online

it
is.”
    Ramon paid for the ride to the popular
coffee house. I was surprised by the amount of people inside at
this time of day.
    “What the hell happened to island time?
I thought you people slept until noon?” Stella puckered her lips
and tapped her foot as we stood in line.
    “We’re always late for events, but we
never miss a meal or our morning coffee,” he explained.
    “Figures,” she scoffed.
    Ramon wrapped his arm
around Stella’s shoulder, pulling her into his chest.
“Relax, mujer . We
have plenty of time.”
    My eyes traveled around the room.
Everywhere I looked, people were gathered in pairs. They sat,
leisurely consuming their morning caffeine. Conversation filled the
air, but there was no hustle and bustle like back home. No one was
rushing off to their next appointment or anxious to start their
day. It was just them, just the two of them, enjoying their time
together. A longing settled in my chest.
    “Summer. Hello? Summer.” Stella waived
her hand in front of me.
    I shook my head. “Sorry,
what?”
    “Go grab a table and I’ll get
this.”
    “You know what I want?”
    She cocked her brow, her nose scrunched
and her lips turned down. “Vanilla iced coffee with extra milk, two
squirts of caramel and two pumps sweetener.” She delivered the
order with an air of confidence and amusement.
    I flushed. “I’ll, ugh, go get a
table.”
    “Uh huh. That’s what I thought.” She
rolled her eyes.
    God, what was wrong with me? I needed
to get my head in the game. Reminiscing about last night, about a
man I never planned on seeing again, or about scenarios that would
never happen, did nothing for my confidence.
    I took a seat at a corner table, tucked
in the front of the store. I gazed out the window, my head bobbing
in and out of reality. I heard the ice swishing around the cup
before it was set in front of me. I looked up to see Ramon give
Stella a kiss on the cheek.
    “I look forward to our date
tonight. Tenga un buen
dia .”
    She smiled up, peering up at him with
bedroom eyes. “Bye.” Her tone was seductive as she wiggled her
fingers in a farewell.
    I know I looked befuddled as she took a
seat across from me. “Where is he going?”
    “To work.”
    “Oh.” I took a sip of my beverage,
savoring the cool liquid as it assaulted my taste buds before
sliding languidly down my throat.
    “Now, dish. I want every single hot and
steamy detail followed by every ridiculous and obscene notion that
drove you from the scene of the crime.” She stared at me, head on,
expectantly.
    I took a deep breath, swallowing past
the lump in my throat. Maybe I would feel better after spilling my
guts…
    Twenty minutes later, every torrid
detail about my tryst was out in the open. Stella fanned herself,
her mouth opening and closing on and off throughout my
divulgence.
    “Holy hell, girl. And I thought my
night was a fling to remember.”
    “Speaking of, it’s only fair.” I gave
her a pointed look.
    “Oh, girl. Let me tell you.
He may have chicken legs, but he’s got the cock of a bull. Papi is packing some major
heat.” She blew out a heavy breath.
    “Think anything will develop beyond
this?”
    “Nah. He knows this is just a weekend
fling. His life is here and mine is there. There’s no way it could
work long term with that kind of distance.”
    Her words bit into me. She was right.
Even if I wanted it to, there was no way me and Cruz would have
lasted beyond my time here. I made the right move by walking away.
I would forget all about him once I got back to the
mainland.
    “Details,” I prompted, the same way
she’d urged me.
    “So we stayed and danced for about
another half hour after you left. He took me to get some piragua,
which is like a snow cone, but a million times better. I’d sign a
petition to get that in the states for sure. After that we headed
back to the hotel where things got hot and steamy.
    “He went down on me, and ooh, ooh ooh
can that boy suck my cherry. Girl, he left no