A Summer to Remember

think I’m going to let you go. You sound so tired.”
    “Thanks, babe. I’ll talk to you tomorrow.”
    I’m not sure if it fully hit me yet what I was getting myself into. I was planning on spending my whole summer with this guy and making sure I gave him a summer to remember, but what happened after the summer? If I stayed here, which I planned on doing, would we even talk anymore? Would I only see him when he came back to visit for holidays? Or would I even see him then?
    I don’t think I’d ever had to face such a hard decision. On the other hand, what if, and that’s a big if, I actually decided to go to Florida? Lily was right. They probably do have some really great schools down there. There are also probably way more opportunities for me there, too. Who was I kidding? I couldn’t leave my family and Lily. I just couldn’t bring myself to do that. I could hardly even think about it without bursting into tears.
    Maybe I was overthinking this. Maybe I should just live in the moment and enjoy my time I had left with him. In just a couple months he’d be leaving and I’d have to deal with it then.

 
     
    CHAPTER 16

    T he next couple of days seemed to drag on endlessly. I spent most of my time with Lily doing anything I could to help pass the time. I talked to Adrian off and on but he’d been really busy with work and by the time he got off, he was usually ready to go to bed.
    When Friday finally arrived, I woke up with a smile on my face. I felt like a little kid on Christmas. I couldn’t wait to see him! I felt bad he had to work long days so I just wanted to do something that would make him feel better.
    I went to the store and it took me a good hour to pick up everything I needed for dinner. It took twenty minutes alone just to find the right kind of wine to go with our dinner. I wasn’t a big drinker, but Lily and I got fake IDs our junior year in high school and I still used it on occasion.
    When I reached the address he gave me, I turned and drove down the driveway to the garage behind the house like he told me to. I wasn’t entirely comfortable going to his house without him, but I knew it would make him happy knowing I was attempting to make myself at home. His parents had an average sized house. I guess that would explain why he wanted to move out, it was a small space for so many people. He said he would leave the key under the lid of the small black grill at the top of the stairs. I opened the lid and there it was. I put the key into the lock and turned the knob. He said the light switch was on the left. I reached over to the wall, felt around for the switch, and flipped it on. I looked around the room and was a little surprised at what I saw.
    His place was kind of nice. I guess I was expecting it to look more like the frat houses we’d been to, with empty beer cans, ashtrays, and posters of naked women lining the walls. This didn’t have any of that. He didn’t have a lot, but the stuff he did have was nice. There was a small kitchen with a sink and a full size stove and fridge to my left. It opened up into a living room with a small blue couch and a wooden coffee table. He had a large flat screen TV, his Xbox, and a good-sized movie collection in a black TV stand. Then there were two doorways, one led to a small bathroom and the other to a bedroom. I caught a glimpse of a digital clock in the bedroom and realized Adrian would be home soon.
    I went into the kitchen and started prepping everything to be cooked. It was rather quiet, so I turned on some music on my phone and started cooking. No more than fifteen minutes later Adrian walked in the door. He smiled the minute he saw me.
    “I could get used to this.” He came inside and closed the door behind him. He was covered in dirt from head to toe. “I’d come over there and give you a huge hug but I’m going to shower first.”
    “No problem, you have plenty of time.”
    “Great!” He headed for the bathroom.
    I concentrated on finishing up what I had left of dinner. I jumped when I felt two arms enclose my waist. I must have been too wrapped up in my cooking and music to realize he’d come out of the bathroom.
    “It smells delicious.” He sent goose bumps up my neck as he whispered in my ear.
    “It’ll be done in just a few minutes.” I turned around to face him and about lost my breath. I had to lean back against the counter to steady myself. The muscles I was always daydreaming about were right there, in my face.