Summer Love in the City (Summer Instalove)

“No questions, just obey,” Kate said, taking my arm before I could even slip my coat off.

They dragged me outside, into the back of the limo, where a bottle of champagne was

already open. Becca poured carefully, placing a glass in my hand.

“We don’t have much time, but we can always bring the rest of the bottle with us,” Joanna

laughed.

“Seriously, what the hell is going on?” I asked.

The girls all raised their glasses to mine, grinning with an almost manic glee. “To Kim,”

Laura said.

We sipped our champagne as the limo glided smoothly into traffic, heading straight

downtown. “You’re not telling me where we’re going?”

“Nope,” Becca giggled. “And please don’t get mad. We’re just obeying orders.”

Joanna pulled a black eye mask that said “Sweet Dreams” in light pink lettering out of her

purse, slipping it over my eyes. “Sorry, this is all I had.”

Although they were all acting crazy, for once I wasn’t nervous at all. My best friends would

never lead me into a dangerous situation, so whatever they were up to, it was going to be

fun. I finished my glass of champagne, holding it out for someone to take for me.

We were probably only driving for five minutes or so, but I noticed at one point we took

three right turns, as if the driver was trying to throw me off course.

The car stopped, and I was carefully led into a building, through an echoey room that must

have been a lobby, then into an elevator.

There was something slightly familiar about it, as if I recognized the smell of the cleaning

products. But once we got out on the top floor and I smelled the faint whiff of chlorine from

the pool, I knew exactly where we were.

It was very quiet, but there was a slight shifting rustle. Were there more people here? With

a friend at each elbow, they led me to the center of the space, then someone helped me

slip my coat off and took my handbag. Someone else guided me into a chair.

I could sense Devin coming over to kneel in front of me, taking my hands in his. It wasn’t

just his faint masculine scent, it was his warmth, somehow. I could just feel that it was his

body in front of me.

Someone slipped my blindfold off, and smoothed my hair down. I glanced up to see that it