Summer's Landing (A Loving Summer Standalone Novel Series): Loving Summer Spinoff (Loving Summer Series Book 9)

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Author: Kailin Gow
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After rescuing her from The Dragon, we
had her set up at my compound where we would be able to protect her.
    She
reached the front door to my quarters, pressed some buttons, and ran into my
quarters. I caught up to her in front of my bedroom and wrapped my arms around
her, pulling her in.
    “It’s
for real,” she said, crying into my shoulder. “Drew is not pretending. He can’t
remember.”
    “For
now,” I said gently. “Just now.” I pulled away from her to look into her eyes.
Big beautiful and expressive Summer eyes. “We’ll find who made the medicine
Drew took, and we’ll find out how to bring Drew back.”
    “Good,”
Summer said, closing her eyes briefly. “I’m beginning to think this is it. That
Drew is letting me go, and I have to move on, especially if he doesn’t
remember.” She looked up at me, and I had the sudden urge to kiss her hard. To
kiss her so deeply she would forget what she had with Drew. To kiss her to her
very soul so she would forget her pain and concentrate on the love I held for
her.
    She
was blushing, and I think she was remembering our passionate kiss in Drew’s
room in front of Drew. We were both shaken after that. It was like reliving our
first kiss.
    “Summer,”
I said softly. “If Drew never regains his memory of you, I hope you can move
on.”
    Summer
looked at my lips and licked hers. She swallowed. “I have no choice then to
move on, but if there is a chance of recovery, I have to try.”
    She
leaned in close and kissed the tip of my nose before smiling gloriously. It was
the Summer I knew and fell deeply in love with…the girl who could light up a
room with just her smile. “Thank you Nat for helping me. You always come
through. Always. That’s why I love…” she stopped, and I looked down at her.
    She
had fallen asleep in my arms while leaning into me. Poor Summer. I had
forgotten she had suffered a lot recently too, especially being kidnapped and
rescued. And now her entire life had changed because of Drew.
     
     
    Chapter 3
     
    Summer
     
     
    I woke up in my room at my beach house in
Malibu. At least I thought I was. It wasn’t, since it was only a replica of my
room.
    I
stepped out of my room and saw corridors that led to Nat’s modern contemporary
kitchen, the sunken and sleek living room, and Nat’s masculine but zen-like
bedroom.
    I
was still in his compound at his high-tech security corporation. The compound
was where Nat lived with his top guys and most elite teams. I was in Nat’s
private quarters, which he had lots of rooms, even rooms that were the replicas
of the Malibu Pad, where he felt like home.
    I
walked into Nat’s bedroom and looked around. Nat wasn’t in bed.
    His
large California King bed was nicely tucked in. Soft silky sheets and fluffy
pillows made it so inviting. For a second I wanted to jump into his bed to rub
my face along the soft sheets and smell the clean linen smell. It was my guilty
pleasure as sleep was a prime luxury for sleep-deprived-always-on-call doctors
like myself.
    I
couldn’t resist.
    With
one leap, I was on Nat’s bed, snuggled up to the sheet, rubbing my cheeks
against its softness while making a kind of snow angel pattern with my arms and
legs, feeling how luxuriously soft the sheets were against them. I took a deep
whiff of the pillows, which smelled like wildflowers. No, orange blossoms and
lavender. And smiled happily as I closed my eyes in bliss.
    I
heard a chuckle from a deep voice. It was like a sexy rumbling sound deep from
the chest. My eyes sprung open, and I glance over to where it was coming
from…the bathroom door had open.
    And
Nat was standing at the edge of his bed dripping wet except for a towel hung
low on his hips. His hair was darker with dampness, but his eyes were
brilliantly blue in this light. He looked like a sexy Greek God caught in a
rain storm. Who was bulging and hard as a stone.
    I
swallowed. Why did he have that effect on me? Involuntary. Like I can’t help
salivating when

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