Summer Crushed/Chapter 1.8b

"Nah. You're not a little girl anymore. I think you should be able to wear what you want."

She beams up at you and you smile back.

"You mean it?"

You nod.

"You're the best."

She reaches out from the car and hugs your waist, her head against your stomach. When she breaks the embrace, she stands up and dusts off her jean shorts.

Your wife pulls up into the driveway and you look up at her. She grins at you as she leaves the car, shutting the driver door.

"I got to to go home now. Bye!" June suddenly mentions.

She dashes off, leaving as quickly as she had came.

Your wife approaches and kisses your cheek, laughs softly while touching your shoulder.

"If I didn't know better, I would say that girl has a crush on you."

Now you're the one blushing.