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Summer In Maine: Part 5

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The tires hissed along the gravel drive as I pulled

alongside her Jeep. I walked to the door, bouquet in hand and rang the bell. I
took a deep breath, just as the door opened. A pretty girl stood there, dark
hair and piercing eyes stared intently at me for a moment. In a flash of an eye
a familiar crooked little smile crossed her face.

"Mom, your hot date is here!" She yelled over her

shoulder.

"Well don't make him stand on the step, let him

in!" Summer hollered back. I just started chuckling as Emily opened the
door. Emily cracked open the outside door and opened the inside door further.

"Come on in." She said.

"Hi Emily, I'm Pete." I said holding out my hand.

Already over five feet I could tell she was going to be tall like her mother.

"Are those for my mom?" She asked nodding at the

flowers. I just shook my head.

"No, they're for you." I said presenting them to

her. Her eyes grew wide and her expression got serious for a moment before she
took them with a smile.

"I'll be right out." Came the call from another

room. She laughed a bit after saying it. I began to think this was a calculated
move.

Emily set the flowers down and disappeared head first into a

low cupboard coming up with a vase. She filled it with water and put the
flowers into it, preening them to get them the way she wanted.

Summer came out of a short hallway dressed in jeans and a

blue and gray striped sweater. Her hair freshly brushed and a big smile on her
face.

"Hi." She said giving me a quick hug, and more

notably a slight push-off after. She noticed the flowers on the counter.
"They're beautiful. Thank you."

Emily turned and interjected with a grin. "He brought

them for me."

"Oh he did, did he?" She looked at me, the

eyebrows lifting.

I gave Summer a slight shrug and a wink. She just gave me a

quick eye-roll in return. "Score one for the visiting team." She
said, in a low voice.

"You're the fireman that saved my mom from drowning in

the ocean, huh?" Emily asked.

"Actually we responded to a fall victim that was out on

the rocks. If I hadn't braved the wild winds and pounding surf, she might not
have made it." I said. "She could have been lobster chow."

"Oh lord, the story gets more dramatic with the

telling." Summer joined in. "I fell on the rocks, luckily I had a
cell signal, and called for help. Pete here was one of the first responders and
promptly hauled me back to the sand and brought me to the walk-in clinic to get
X-rays. See? Not nearly as dramatic as you two make it sound."

"She was laid up for a week after, and I kept an eye on

her. I didn't want her to starve because she couldn't feed herself." I
added, a wicked glint in my eye.

"Yes, you can cook, and I certainly didn't want for

anything." She gave me a warning look that I should stop before more
questions began. "Is your stuff in the car Em?" Emily nodded at her
mother. "Grab your jacket, let's go I'm hungry." She said grinning.
Emily trotted up the hallway, and Summer stepped closer and we kissed deeply.
"Nice job with the flowers you clown." She ran her thumb across my
lip wiping away any telltale lip gloss.

"I do what I can." I grinned, and stepped back a

half step before Emily walked back into the kitchen.

We left, Emily yelled 'Shotgun!' and her mother quickly

squashed that plan, though I graciously got in the back seat and let her have
the front. Summer giving me a sidelong look, knowing I was indulging Emily for
my own sake.

"Is this your guitar in the back Emily?" I asked.

She turned as far as she could in her seat to reply.

"Yup, my teacher is going to be there tonight and we're

going to play."

"That's awesome! What are you going to be

playing?"

"You'll just have to wait and hear." She smiled, a

mirror of her mother’s impish grin.

Summer pulled up beside the fire house and parked between a

couple pickup trucks. We walked inside to the din of what sounded like a school
cafeteria. The engine sitting outside had made room for folding tables and
chairs to be set up in the bay. People were already seated and others milled
about talking and laughing.

"I'm going to find Jen." Emily said, wrestling her

guitar case through the crowd.

Summer was saying hi to people as we passed through the

crowd, but she kept moving like she was on a mission.

"Dale!" She called out. A large guy turned around,

he must have been six and a half feet tall. She wrapped an arm part way around
his waist and hugged him. "Come here I've got someone I want you to meet.
This is my rescuer, remember when I took that spill a couple summers back.
Pete, this is my uncle Dale."

"Hi there. Thanks for making sure she didn't end up as

fish bait." He said smiling, shaking my hand.

"Pete is applying to the fire department here, looking

to get hired for the new year." She added.

Dale's eye turned on me appraising openly. "Looking to

move to our neck of the woods are you?"

I nodded. "Yes sir." I didn't add anything so that

rumors wouldn't begin. The look in his eye got shrewd, and he knew exactly why
I was willing to pick up and move a thousand miles away from home. The reason
was standing right next to him.

"Hell don't call me sir, save that for her dad."

He said tilting his head towards Summer. "Call me Dale, good luck to you
Pete. Now go on and get some food before the kids clean us out." He said
smiling. We made our way through the crowd, Summer greeting people as she
passed, stopping a few times to introduce me around. We eventually found
ourselves in the chow line. Summer insisted on paying for us at the little card
table. She mentioned that hurricane Emily might blow through any minute. The
lady let her know that Emily had already come through the line.

We found a place to sit and eat at one of the tables. People

stopped to chat and moved on, the night had a familiar small town feel to it.
Before long we could hear the sound of guitars, chords being strummed here and
there. People started to grab seats, and there was Emily sitting on the left of
another girl and a woman. They were sitting around a music stand and Emily and
the other girl were watching the woman point things out on the sheet music. I
felt a hand grip my thigh and looked at Summer who was beaming at Emily with a
big grin on her face. A few moments later the woman began and the girls joined
in playing Van Morrison's Moondance instrumental. My foot began tapping and Summer's
grip tightened on my leg as I ran my arm over the back of her chair rubbing her
back. She turned to me with the silliest grin. I only hoped she was reminiscing
about when I played it for her at the summer festival. They gave way to the
Beatles Eleanor Rigby, then played John Denver's Take Me Home, which they sang.

Summer leaned in close to my ear and whispered. "Thank

you." Before giving me a peck on the cheek. I just wrapped my arm around
her and gave her a squeeze and smiled.

As the group finished the crowd erupted with applause, the

girls grinning ear to ear. The woman spoke up after the noise died down stating
that she had room for one more student this year if anybody knew someone
looking for lessons.

Emily packed her guitar away, and put her chair back with

the tables. She made her way back to where we were sitting and got caught up in
a bear hug from Summer.

"Alright, say goodbye to your friends, we need to get

going."

As we left I hollered shotgun and got front seat privileges

on the way back to the house. We chatted on the way back about other songs
Emily had learned, and how long she'd been playing. Coincidentally it had been
just over a year. Summer pointed out that she was a natural, learning very
quickly.

"We learned Moondance this summer. I figure if mom

liked it so much I wanted to learn it."

"Your mom likes Van Morrison?" I prodded.

"She's played his greatest hits until she practically

wore out the CD." Emily replied. I just grinned wider. Out of the corner
of my eye I saw Summer's expression and nearly bust out laughing as she tried
to look aloof, the twinkle in her eye giving her away.

"Well there are some other great musicians from that

era you might like. Maybe I can suggest a few for you to listen to." I
said.

"Do you play too?" She asked surprised.

"Not guitar. I play saxophone, clarinet, and dabble a

little in piano." I said.

"I can teach you." She said, excited.

She didn't begin to know how much I would love that.

"That would be awesome."

"Not tonight." Summer chimed in. "You need to

get ready for your sleep over, and that room of yours looks like a tornado
touched down in there." As we entered the house she told Emily that she
needed to get it cleaned up. Emily went down the hallway with a few sighs and
several eye rolls.

"Would you like something to drink?" Summer asked,

with an unusual look in her eye.

"Yes, please." I nodded, trying decipher it. She

opened the fridge and pulled a wine bottle out and began opening it. Music
started playing down the hall as Emily puttered around making more noise than
necessary. I turned from looking down the hall to look at Summer. She had
stopped opening the wine and I noticed her shoulders trembling slightly. I
stepped closer my hand circling her waist.

"Hey, what's the matter?" I asked softly.

"I don't know, it all seems to be happening so fast, I

feel like I'm waiting for the train to derail. You know? I get the feeling
something is going to go wrong and it's all going to blow up in my face."
She looked up, her eyes burning intently.

I chuckled. "How do you think I felt when I put that

note in the mail box and drove back down the mountain to wait and see if you'd
respond."

"Those were the scariest hours of my life." I

added softly, staring down at the wine bottle. "I mean I had no idea if
you'd call the cops, or call and tell me it was all a mistake and I should go
home, or worse, just throw it away, and me with it."

She spun around in my arms and wrapped her arms around my

neck kissing me fiercely. "If you think for a moment that it didn't hurt
to leave you like that, then you're crazy. I only did what I thought was
best."

"Ahem?" Came loudly from the hallway door. I tried

to release Summer from my grip but she just held tighter and gave me another
quick kiss.

"Better let her get used to it." She whispered,

before slowly letting go of me.

"Ready for inspection." Emily said saluting as she

stood at attention.

Summer let out a snort. "I bet. How much of it is

stuffed under the bed?" She asked as she spun Emily around and pointed her
down the hallway giving her a nudge.

As I watched them retreat down the hallway I felt a warm

glow deep inside me, the feeling enveloped me, eventually making the hair on
the back of my neck tingle. There was no other explanation for it, this just
felt right. I turned and poured the wine into the glasses, putting the bottle
back into the fridge as I listened to muffled conversation and shuffling as the
last of the cleaning was directed.

"Put the basket on the dryer, and I'll ask Pete if he

wants to join us for movie night." Summer said. She walked back toward me,
a grin on her face before she let out a dramatic sigh and rolled her eyes.
"Still a disaster, but you can walk through it now." She smiled.
"So, on Friday nights we usually pick a movie to watch. It's sort of a
tradition, some mommy and me time. Care to join us?"

"So long as it's not an intrusion on the mommy and me

time." I said grinning back at her.

"Like I said, she's going to have to get used to you

being around. What better way to start."

"Well we better find something family friendly, you

know, no late night cable." I chuckled.

Summer laughed. "No and I'll make sure we don't bore

you with princesses and tiaras."

"You don't have to change what you'd normally watch on

my account." I replied.

"Well it is nearly Halloween, horror movies have been

popular the last few weeks, but they're getting old. What's your
favorite?"

I shrugged, giving her a non-committal look. "I'm

pretty easy going, though ax wielding, chainsaw revving, slasher flicks are a
little too much for me. I've decided a while back that I like being able to
sleep."

"I'm sure we'll find something." She smiled

wrapping her arms around my waist.

"So what's the verdict so far?" I asked softly

kissing her ear.

"Hmm?" She responded, running her lips up my cheek

leaving a trail of kisses.

"Emmy? Am I doing okay?" I prodded her.

She let go of my earlobe long enough to whisper. "Oh,

you're a shoe in. She asked me if you were my boyfriend, with a huge grin on
her face."

"Well?" I asked, wondering at her response.

She pulled back laying her forehead against mine. I could

see the little grin on her face, she bit her lip and said. "I think he
just might be if you like him. She nodded like a bobble head doll."

"Yes!" I whispered. "Easiest interview

ever."

"Am I going to walk into a room and find you two

sucking face every time?" Emily said, clearly not as exasperated as she
tried to sound.

"Only if I'm lucky." I replied.

"Go and get everything ready and I'll make the

popcorn." Summer said.

We sat down on the sofa, I ended up in the middle.

"What are we watching?" I asked.

"You choose." Emily said.

I took the controller and thought a moment and keyed in a

title to see if it was available, and it was.

"Ever heard of this one?" I asked as the film

poster popped up with a short synopsis.

Both shook their heads. "Nope, any good?"

"Well the book was fantastic, but I've never seen the

movie." I hit play, and the credits began. The movie was a hit, the
fantasy and magic captured Emily's imagination as she let out occasional
exclamations. I chuckled inwardly when I realized I had both of them tucked
under each arm. I don't remember when that happened but I certainly wasn't
going to complain about it.

"That was a good movie. I love when he went to find the

falling star and found the girl." Emily said.

"Sort of reminds me of how I found your mom on the

beach." I said.

"Oh please." Summer said, rolling her eyes and

giving me a poke in the ribs. Emily broke into a fit of giggles. "Alright
you, get ready for bed."

"But it's not even ten yet!" Emily shot back.

"It will be by the time you're done." Her mother

replied. "Now scoot, get a move on." Summer uncurled herself and
began to stand too. She reached into my lap to pick up the popcorn bowl and I
waved her hand away and picked it up standing up too. I set the bowl and
glasses on the counter as Emily trudged up the hallway with a sigh. An equal
sigh came from Summer as she wrapped her arms around me from behind. I felt her
soft warm lips meet the nape of my neck.

"Thank you." She said.

"For what?"

"For everything. You don't think she snuggled up to you

just because you had the popcorn, do you."

"Well, it was really good popcorn." I smiled. I

got another poke in the ribs for my comment.

"No. She likes you."

"She's pretty terrific, like a mini you." I said

turning in her arms holding her closer.

"Mom!"

I just began chuckling as Summer buried her head in my neck.

"God help us if we're out of toothpaste." She mumbled before giving
me a kiss and turning to go find the source of the distress.

"What babe." She said as she walked down the

hallway, and turned into the bath.

I washed the wine glasses by hand, returning to the cupboard

she'd taken them from earlier. They both came back into the kitchen a few
minutes later.

"Goodnight Pete." Emily said.

"Sweet dreams pumpkin." I said, not quite sure

where that came from. She launched herself at me hugging me like she was
holding on for dear life.

"Thank you for saving my mom." She sniffled. I

hugged her back just as tightly and gave her a peck on the top of the head.

"You're welcome, but I think it was your mom that saved

me. Hopefully we'll have time to figure that out."

"Take all the time you want." She smiled up at me

before she turned and trotted over to her mom, gave her a big hug and kiss and
disappeared down the hallway with a parting goodnight.

Summer stood across the room from me leaning back against

the door jamb, her arms crossed over her chest as she looked side long down the
hallway. A few minutes passed before she let out a sigh. "I have got to
stop overestimating how smart I think I am."

I chuckled at that.

"Seriously! You know why she called me into the

bathroom?" She asked.

"I'm guessing it wasn't because she was out of

toothpaste."

"No! She gave me the kind of interrogation I'd expect

from my mother! She asked stuff I hadn't even thought of yet." She
chuckled nervously. "Is he moving in? Are you two getting married? If he's
moving here, what does his family think of that. Does he know you can't have
more kids? That last one threw me, not because I had thought of it when you and
I spoke the other day, but that she thought of it!"

I walked over to Summer and leaned down and kissed her

softly. "Well, I've added another piece to the puzzle, she's just trying
to figure out how it's going to fit."

"She wanted to know if you were staying the

night." Summer said glancing down the hall. "Damn she grew up
fast."

I laughed at that. "Yea they have a way of doing that

while you're not watching them. What did you tell her?"

She sighed again. "I told her that you were going home

for a couple months to finish out your year at work and that you'd be coming
back after Christmas. You'd be getting your own place, and that we hadn't
planned anything beyond that!" Her eyes were wide like she'd just gotten
the third degree.

"Come here." I gathered her close and she

uncrossed her arms and held on to me. "You're right on the money,
everything you said was perfect. I mean hell, I'm not even sure I'm marriage
material.

She leaned back and looked me in the eye. "You're

kidding right?"

"Yup, actually I'm a hell of a catch. You should be

lucky to have me." I grinned.

"I am a lucky girl. I should pick up a lottery

ticket." She smiled back at me.

We sat down on the sofa, Summer leaned on me. "Sorry if

all this seems a little strange, it's just that she's the most important thing
in my life and I don't want to grow old knowing that I screwed her up before I
turned her loose on the world."

"I've only known her a few hours and I'd say that

you're doing a hell of a job. She's smart, funny, warm, and just a bit
sarcastic so she doesn't take life too seriously. All of which proves that
you're doing a great job." I replied.

"How are my panties still on?" She grinned

throwing a leg over my lap, straddling me while we kissed.

"These jeans don't want to let go of your incredible

ass so they can escape." I said grasping her pulling her down onto my lap
to feel the effect she was having on me. She twisted my shoulders slightly and
pushed me flat on the couch.

"How do you do it? You make me feel loved and cared for

like I've never felt before. I mean you even did it when I first met you, and
you were just a, a kid."

"Well since I feel pretty much the same I think it

comes from the fact that I love you, no ifs, ands or buts." As I finished,
I gave her ass a firm squeeze through her jeans. "Okay, maybe one ass."
I added pulling her up slightly, resting her on my hip. We kissed slowly, hands
roaming where ever they would. I kissed my way down from her ear to her throat
and felt her melt into me. She let out a soft moan. She responded by
unbuttoning my shirt and sliding her hand inside. I had her sweater pushed
halfway up her back.

"Seriously, you two need to get a room." Emily

said, from the kitchen doorway.

I started giggling like a teenager, Summer tried hard not to

join in. "Go to bed!" She said before burying her face into my
shoulder in fits of laughter.

"If he gives you a hickey, you'd better wear a

turtleneck when Jesse and her mom come tomorrow." She said retreating down
the hallway. "I don't want to have to explain that!"

"It's been a while, come here." I said leaning

down and nuzzling her neck.

"Ah! Don't you dare!" She said pulling back.

"I can't be held responsible for what I may do." I

growled into her neck, and gave her a little kiss and lick. "If I don't
get going soon I'll be making you breakfast in the morning."

"Scrambled, toast, sausage and coffee regular."

She said before slipping her tongue into my mouth.

"What? No juice?" I asked, after coming up for

air.

"All out, need to pick some up at the store." She

licked my lower lip before dipping into my mouth once again. Her thigh was
rubbing between my legs, stroking my cock. It's a wonder it hadn't torn through
my jeans.

"Any bacon?" I said sliding her sweater over her

head and unclasping her bra.

She let out a soft moan as I began stroking her freed

breast, thumbing the nipple into a similar state as my cock.

"I don't think so, no." She said as she kissed

down my chest pushing the t-shirt up and taking my nipple into her mouth. I was
sure that the jeans didn't have much time left. In an effort to prove my point,
Summer slid her hand down and stroked the bulge. I had to stop her.

"I think we need to take this to the bedroom before

Emmy finds us sprawled here naked in the morning."

"Good idea." She said gasping. She stood up her

neck and chest flushed pink, eyes bright and hair wild. She grabbed her clothes
and reached down to grab my hand and pull me up, hauling me off the couch with
more strength than I expected nearly causing me to knock her over. "Come
on." She tugged me along into her bedroom, and turned on a small bedside
lamp. She turned and kissed me again, while doing her best to tear my shirt
off. I assisted in getting both off. Both arms wrapped around my neck, the heat
of her pressed against my chest was intense. I reached between us and fought
her jeans to let her free. She brought her hands down steadying mine and the
button came free, the zipper went down swiftly as I ran my hands around behind
her pushing them down over her ass. She pushed away and began tearing at my
belt and jeans to get them off. We finally freed ourselves of our clothing, Summer
reaching for my cock, stroking it softly. It was nearly torture.

"Think with that head not this one before you answer.

Have you had unprotected sex with anyone besides me." She looked up at me
asked, her eyes wide with expectation.

"No, I haven't. I had a good teacher." I said. Her

grip tightened and her face lit with a little smirk. She snatched a throw
pillow off the bed and dropped at my feet before kneeling down and laving my
cock with her tongue. She took me into her mouth and began sliding more of me
into her mouth with each stroke. She began massaging my balls while her rhythm
increased. "Oh God, slow down I can't hold out much longer." That
seemed to spur her on as the pace increased bringing me to the edge before she
pulled back with just the tip in her mouth, she reached up and began massaging
me behind my balls causing my immediate orgasm. The contractions lessened as Summer
took it all in, swallowing quickly. I was nearly spent and ready to collapse
when she started in again. She worked my cock deep into her mouth again, her
efforts to keep me hard weren't wasted, and I was ready for more.

She backed off and licked her way from base to tip.

"There now that we have that out of the way, we can put this where it
belongs." She stood and turned to pull down the covers and I scooped her
up and set her on the bed, turning her so her legs were dangling off the edge.
I punted the pillow so it was right in front of her and knelt down. She let out
a soft moan as she wrapped her legs around my neck pulling me down to pleasure
her.

She was already soaked, the heat pouring off her body was

intense. I teased and licked her swollen lips, her hips began to sway trying to
make me hit a certain spot. I danced around her clit, gently lifting the hood
with the tip of my tongue and retreating. Soon she had handfuls of my hair in
her grip, pulling my face into her harder. "Stop teasing!" She said
through gritted teeth. Her wish was my command. I pushed two fingers into her easily
as I pulled back the hood and began sucking and licking her clit. Her body
tensed as she arched her back and let out a yelp. Before she could make any
more noise she'd grabbed a pillow and covered her face with it as she climaxed.
She slowly relaxed and I cleaned up the incredible mess I'd just made of her.
She pulled the pillow off and began gulping air as if she had been drowning. As
she caught her breath she picked her head up and looked down at me. "You
look like a kitten that's just finished an entire bowl of cream." She said
grinning.

I smacked my lips. "Surely not the entire bowl." I

replied as I stood up and lifted her, turning her gently on the bed so she was
laying comfortably in the center. I slid in next to her, she scooted over
slightly and rolled up onto her side to make room. She leaned over and kissed
me softly, still breathing hard.

"You're going to be the death of me."

"Yea, but what a way to go." I smiled up at her

and kissed her again. She began softly stroking my still hard cock.

"All tuckered out?" She asked.

Without warning I rolled her onto her back, parted her

thighs and sank deep into her. "Not at all. I was just letting you catch
your breath."

She wrapped her legs around me, lifting herself to meet each

deep thrust. Our tongues began a slow tango as her hands roamed up and down my
body.

"I can't even describe how incredible this feels."

She gasped.

I slipped my arm around her waist and lifted her from the

mattress, pushing a pillow under her ass. The slight shift in angle had my cock
sliding along her upper wall.

"Oh, oh, oh yes!" She cried, as I deliberately

slowed down and pushed harder with each thrust. Her grip on me was getting to
be too much, and I wasn't going to last much longer as I pumped away. She slid
her hand down between us and began stroking her clit with quick fingers. It
took only a moment before she started shaking, her legs clamping down and
drawing me in as much as she could. Her walls contracting to milk me of every
ounce I had to give. At that point I just leaned forward and erupted. Inhuman
sounds escaped from deep in my throat. A long low guttural moan escaped Summer
as she arched her back rising up to me. A few deep gasps and she collapsed back
to the mattress, and I followed her, our mouths met, our tongues danced lightly
as we tried to catch our breath. I slid to the side, breaking free of her lips
for a moment and turned off the lamp.

I woke early, pulled on my jeans and t-shirt quietly and

made my way to the bathroom for a little relief. I walked out of the bathroom
door to find Emily standing in what I guessed was her bedroom door. She rubbed
her eye and just looked at me for a moment.

"Hi." She said softly.

I stood there unsure of just what to say. "Hi." I

replied nervously. The pause began to get uncomfortable.

"Are you done, can I get in there now?" She nodded

towards the bathroom.

"Oh sure." I stepped aside quickly and she plodded

her way in closing the door quietly. I closed my eyes taking a deep breath. I
walked back down the hall into the kitchen and noted it was about my normal
wake up time. So I scouted for coffee. Emily padded into the kitchen in her
sweats and socks.

"What are you looking for?" She asked noting that

I was peeking into different cupboards in search of the coffee.

"Coffee first, then I was going to make breakfast, if

you want." I said.

"Can I help?" She asked. I just smiled and nodded.

She pointed at a canister on the counter and smiled back. I opened it to find
the coffee.

"How about we make something special?" I opened

the fridge and rummaged and found the eggs and sausage Summer had mentioned. I
found some veggies in the drawer and pulled those out too. My real find was a
box of ready pie crusts. I detailed my plans with Emily and after extensive
prep work of dicing and browning we placed a sausage and pepper quiche into the
oven.

"Corn flakes are for chumps." She said looking at

the door and smiled at me.

"Can you set the table while I wake up your mom?"

I asked.

She nodded. "I'd bring coffee and lead with that. She

can be grouchy in the morning."

I chuckled and poured a cup, topped it with a splash of milk

and spoonful of sugar. I opened the door slowly and walked to the bed. Summer
was curled up, her hair a golden splash across the pillow, her expression was
strained.

"Don't try to fool me, that grin is a dead giveaway

that you're not asleep." I said as she broke into a full smile and opened
her soft blue eyes.

"Good morning."

"Good morning pretty lady." I said as I set the

coffee on the nightstand and leaned down to kiss her.

"If you don't mind, I've had to go to the bathroom for

the last twenty minutes, but I didn't want to barge in on your bonding
session." She slipped out of bed and grabbed a robe from the closet door
and wrapped herself up and darted out of the room, leaving me chuckling. She
didn't come right back and I was wondering what might be going on in the
kitchen. I reached for the coffee cup as she walked back into the room shaking
her head.

"What?" I asked.

She just grinned at me. "Oh nothing, you know that old

saying 'out of the mouths of babes'? Well mine just asked why you were spending
money on a motel when you could stay here." Summer just looked up and
laughed and shook her head again. "She's right though. If she took this as
well as it seems then why don't you check out and come up here for the rest of
your stay?"

I just smiled. "I wouldn't want to intrude."

"Intrude my ass. All you've done since you've been here

is make life better." She walked over and sat next to me on the bed and
kissed me. "The invitation is sincere, from both of us. Oh and you're
timer is nearly up on the stove." My eyes went wide as kissed her and
trotted out of the room to save breakfast.

Em started giggling as she saw me jog into the kitchen to

look at the stove. The timer still had seven minutes to go. I squinted at her.
"Gonna be like that is it?" She burst into a bigger fit of giggles.

"You were right mom, he fell for it!" She yelled.

A few minutes later Summer walked in wearing her college

sweats and a long sleeve t-shirt, grinning ear to ear.

"I'd nearly forgotten that you're a gourmet chef,

besides a fireman. What have you done with breakfast?" She asked.

"It's in the oven. It'll just be a few more minutes. Do

you have any tomato sauce?" I asked.

"There's some in the pantry there I think." She

said as she topped her coffee off.

I found it and opened it up, pouring some into a bowl to

warm up in the microwave. She looked at me sidelong not sure what to make of
what I was doing.

"Okay shortcake, let's do this restaurant style, why

don't we make a little assembly line here on the counter. Plates here, we need
the spinach from the fridge, the bowl of sauce here, and do you have something
to set the main course on?" She dug in a drawer and found a large pot
holder and set it on the counter. As if on cue the timer went off. I checked in
on it, and it was done. I slid it out and set it on the counter.

"That smells fantastic. You found that in my

fridge?" She chuckled.

"The only special ingredient is imagination." I

said as I winked at Emily who smiled and nodded. "Okay, so here's how we
do it, do you know what the flag of Italy looks like?" Emily shook her
head no. I sighed and rolled my eyes. "What are they teaching you kids in
school these days? We're going to make the plates look like the Italian flag,
green, white and red. So spinach on the side, then we're going to put a slice
of the quiche in the middle for the white, and then a little sauce on the side
for the red. Got it?"

"Yup." She took the first plate and piled a

handful of the spinach on one side while I sliced the quiche, and set a slice
just on the edge of the spinach.

"Okay, here's where we get all fancy." I

whispered. "We take a little sauce and we make a little pool on this side.
Don't tell anybody about this trick, everybody will be doing it." I said
winking at her. Emily just rolled her eyes at me, the grin never leaving her
face. "Two more like this and we have breakfast!"

Emily made the other plates herself and set them on the

table.

"A little more caffe for a me, we'll warm up Mama's,

and for the signorina, the juice of one cow." I said pouring her a glass
of milk. "Finito!"

Summer started clapping, and I took a bow, and caught Emily out

of the corner of my eye joining me. We sat down and began eating.

"Italy tastes really good." Emily said around a

mouthful. Everybody nodded as we ate.

"Oh, did you tell her?" I said leaning over asking

Em. She just looked at me wide-eyed. "Well the deal usually goes, the cook
doesn't do the dishes." I said winking. Emily grinned and looked at her
mother who in turn gave her a gimlet eye.

"So that was the deal? Why wasn't I given a vote in

this plan?" She said.

Emily replied with a shrug. "You were asleep." It

was my turn to chuckle.

"That'll teach you to sleep in." I said. She gave

me the same gimlet eye with a smile thrown in.

When she finished Emily cleaned up after herself and put

away the milk and the rest of the cold food without being asked. I looked at Summer
who had a smug look on her face as she popped the last bite into her mouth.

"I'm going to get my stuff ready to go to

Jesse's." Emily said as she headed for the hallway.

Summer let out a quick, authoritative, "Hey," and

raised an eyebrow at her, then looked at me and back. Emily rolled her eyes
just like her mother and came back.

"Thank you for making breakfast..." she stumbled

unsure what to call me.

My eyes went wide. "Just call me Pete, and I should be

thanking you for your artful assistance."

She beamed and turned and took off up the hallway. I just

watched her grinning as I sipped the dregs of my coffee. Music floated down the
hallway a few seconds later as I pondered just how things had unfolded since
I'd gotten here. I must have been lost in thought for a few minutes.

"Penny?" Summer asked, startling me out of my

reflection.

"Sorry, I was just thinking how scared I was that this

whole trip was a bad idea, and how everything has gone so right. I'm still
worried that something bad is going to happen to screw it up. You know, like
waking up and finding that I'm dreaming this."

She ran her instep up my leg. "Don't go looking for

trouble, it'll find you all by itself in time."

"So what do you have planned for me tonight?" She

asked.

"Oh a little dinner, maybe a show after." I

grinned. "You have something nice to wear? No jeans, reservations are for
seven o'clock." I said with a wink.

"I'll see what I can manage." She rolled her eyes.

"I can't wait." I said, the excitement in my voice

coming through, bringing a smile to Summer's face.

"What's next for you today?" She asked.

"Let's see, I need to run back to my motel, pack and

check out, stop by the dry cleaners, a couple errands. Most of all I want to
start with a long hot shower." I said giving her a wink.

"That last one sounds good." Summer's eyes

wandered to the hallway and back, and her expression changed, turning
apprehensive as she crossed her arms over her chest.

"What's the matter?" I said as I took her arms and

uncrossed them putting them on my hips.

"I don't know, it just feels weird. I feel like I've

got to sneak around to have a life of my own."

I laughed at that. "If we didn't scare her last night

then I think she'll be fine. You just need," I paused and corrected
myself, "We just need to be straight up honest with her. Show her that
she's not being cut out of your life, but I'm joining both of yours, with any
luck for a long time."

"You'd better be planning on a long time. I'm not a

love 'em and leave 'em kind of girl."

I just raised an eyebrow at her for a moment, and she turned

bright red and looked down.

"Okay there was that one time, but..." She began

but I cut her off with a kiss.

"Mom, when you come up for air can you help me find my

blue sweater?" Emily said as she walked into the kitchen.

We both busted out laughing. "Yes dear. I am ever your

willing servant." Summer replied rolling her eyes up at me and gave me
another quick peck.

"Go get your stuff and get back here safe." She

added as she made her way down the hallway.

I got dressed and got ready to leave and wandered up the

hall rapping on the door jamb before peeking around the corner of the door.

"I'll see you ladies in a little while." I said

smiling.

"Hurry back, I want you to meet my friend Jesse when

she gets here. She's really cool."

"I'll do my best." I replied.

To be continued in part 6, by Member389 for Literotica

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