Page 38 of Summer Nights

I look down at the photo, smiling. “They mean a lot to me. It's weird because we have only just met but I don’t know what it is. It's like we all knew each other in a past life.”

I turn to Mum to get her reaction, but when I look at her face, my gut drops. She is frozen in place. Her eyes are blown wide, glued on the picture on my phone.

“What? What’s wrong?” I say, locking the phone and putting it on my dresser again. She shakes her head, letting out a little chuckle. “Ohh… nothing. I um… They look like real gentlemen Scar. I can’t wait to meet them.” She tries to shrug off her reaction, acting like everything is fine. While she may be able to read me, I can also read her. And her emotions are plastered all over her face. Shock, disbelief but also happiness and… relief? It's almost like pick an emotion and she is currently feeling it.

“Are you sure? You don’t seem like you are.” I say quirking a brow.

She softens, looking at me with sincerity. “I really am happy for you Scar. I am just so impressed at how gorgeous they are. They sound like really great guys. Do they make you happy?” She asks, looking at me seriously.

I nod. “They really do, Mum. Every single one of them. It feels right. Like there was a reason it never worked out with any other guys. Like I have always been waiting for them.”

She nods in understanding, just like I knew she would. “I felt that way with your Dad. Our connection was instant. He was quite literally my knight in shining armour. To see you get a taste of that kind of happiness and devotion is all I could have ever wanted and if that happiness is found in those five guys, I say go for it and don’t let anyone tell you otherwise.

“People will judge. Like they always will. Polyamory is very misunderstood. But I know you sweetheart, you will work it out.” She smiles at me, giving me the reassurance about insecurities I didn’t know I had.

“Thanks Mum.” I wrap my arms around her, embracing her in a tight hug. She pulls away from me, placing her hands on my shoulders.

“Okay, enough boy talk. Keep getting ready. But remember, if you need anything, call me. They look like tough boys, but I won’t stand for anyone hurting my girl.” I laugh, not doubting her in the slightest. She would put them in their place too if they hurt me.

With Noah’s game being at night, I decide to meet the guys at the footy grounds. I decided on my favourite pair of jeans and one of the jerseys Noah got all of us at the start of the season. I instantly spot Grace, Allie, Emma, Hannah, Josh and Mike. Benny, Daniel and Noah all play for the Seagulls so they're already in the locker rooms. While the three of them are all insanely talented, so far Noah is the only one interested in going professional.

“Sup cunts.” I say as I get to them.

“Hey bitch!” Allie says giving me a hug.

“Ugh, finally! I was wondering if you got lost!” Grace laughs, giving me a hug as well once Allie lets me go. I laugh because in reality out of the two of us, Grace would be the one getting lost in the first place and we all know it.

“Hey, girl,” Emma says, giving me a hug. “Where are these boy toys of yours?” She asks, wiggling her eyebrows at me.

“They just messaged and said they weren’t too far away. Apparently, Sonny was having a wardrobe malfunction.”

I walk over to Mike and Josh, giving them hugs too.

“Hey Mike.” I say. He wraps his arms around me tight. “Hey Scar.” He says quietly. I turn to Josh and give him a hug as well. I step back, turning to Hannah and embracing her finally. We're big huggers in this group, what can I say.

“Hey Scar,” Hannah says as I let her go. She goes to say something else but freezes before a big smile graces her face. “Hotties at twelve o’clock.” She says nodding behind me. I spin around and my eyes instantly lock on them. Fuck. Me. Dead.

The guys haven’t noticed me yet so while they look around trying to find me, I take in my fill. Nicky has on black jeans, and a white top with the sleeves rolled up which just seems to make the muscles in his biceps stand out even more. Dawson has on similar black jeans but he has donned a plain black tee. His sunglasses sit hanging on the collar of his shirt.

Dacre has on acid wash jeans and a white henley tee. He looks reserved and maybe a bit nervous as he looks around the crowd.

Pike has on light blue jeans that seem to hug his ass which he currently has turned my way. Yep, I am an ass girl. His grey tee hugs his body in a way that has all of the girls in the area currently staring at him. I can’t blame them though.

Finally, my eyes lock on Sonny who at the same time finds my eyes. His entire face lights up as he notices me. His chinos sit low on his hips and while that would normally be an ick for me because come on dude, no one wants to see your whole ass, it sets me on fire instead. His dark green shirt seems to make the tattoos on his arms even more vibrant.

Without telling the guys he has spotted me, he begins making his way over towards me. I decide to meet him halfway walking away from the group without saying a word. Before I reach him, he spreads his arms out either side of him. I close the distance, jumping up and wrapping my arms around his neck. He catches me, spinning me around once before letting my feet touch the ground. “Mi reina,” He whispers in my ear, sending a shiver down my spine, “I missed you so much.”

I wrap my arms tighter around him. “I missed you too papi.” He shivers and a low groan comes from his throat. “Shit, Scarlett. The way that rolls off your tongue is hot as fuck.” He says in a low voice before pulling away reluctantly. Before he can say anything else, he's being shoved out of the way. I’m instantly pulled into a set of arms. My senses are overloaded as I breathe in the scent of his cologne. Dawson.

I tighten my grip around his waist, breathing him in. “Hey baby.” The deep rumble of his voice in my ear making my thighs clench. How the fuck can a voice be so God damn sexy?

“Hey Daws.” I say quietly back. He begrudgingly lets me go and I walk into Pike’s arms. I’m brought up into his embrace and swung around. I let out a laugh. I shouldn’t enjoy being manhandled as much as I do.

Pike eventually lets me go and I go over to Nicky. Instead of going for a hug, Nicky grabs my face in his and I melt in his embrace. His lips press against mine hungrily and I meet him for hunger right back. I’m out of breath by the time we separate. “I hated this week apart, baby girl.” He says, looking deep into my eyes. I nod, “Me too. Work has fucking sucked. But the girl that was out is back now so hopefully I will get more time to spend with you guys.”

His gaze intensifies, “Scarlett, I don’t think there is enough time in the world to satisfy my need for you. It just seems to get more intense every day. You're an addiction.”

Swoon.

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