Title: When It All Just Fits
Author: Sara and Lizzie
Rating: R
Disclaimer: Obviously, its not ours.
Summary: Summer, scared at the intensity of her relationship with Seth, left him four years ago. Since then she's been all over Europe. Finally, four years later, she wants to return home to Seth. Funny when she does, he's engaged. Not like that's going to stop Summer.
"You remember how my body tastes, and feel your heart begin to race." –Maroon 5
Seth woke up while it was still dark. He watched Summer while she slept, remembering the last time they had fallen asleep together. And now here she was, back in his bed again.
It was insane to think about. So he focused on the last time they had woken up together.
Sophomore year of college. In some ways, to Seth, it seemed like yesterday. In other ways, it felt like a lifetime ago.
She had rolled over and shaken him awake at 9:15. "Cohen." She had announced. "I'm having one of my wild impulsive moments. I think it's time I try that surfing thing."
He had grinned. "Energetic, are we?"
"Very." She had answered, cocking an eyebrow.
"Maybe I could, take care of that? Surfing doesn't really take up that much energy.."
And that had been it. Seth smiled at the memory. She used to hate sex in the morning, but every once in awhile he was able to talk her into it.
He looked out the window of the pool house. The faintest hint of the California sun broke the horizon. Summer stirred next to him.
Seth pulled her closer to him, scared that if he didn't keep holding onto her, she'd disappear. He let his thoughts drift back to college. They'd graduated high school, on top of the world. They'd both been accepted to UC Berkley, and they were both going.
Freshman year had been this blur of everything changing around them. Seth had felt like they were the only thing that stayed the same. The first half of sophomore year had been fantastic. It was in April that Anna had left that message, he had gotten in the accident and everything had gone to shit.
He knew Summer blamed herself, and he knew he was still angry with her for leaving, but they hadn't come to terms with any of it yet.
It had been almost a comfort zone with Summer in Europe. The ball had been in her court. Now she was back, and she had thrown the ball to him. And there wasn't much he could do with it, when he was supposed to be engaged.
Correction, while he was engaged. He didn't even want to think about Molly right now.
Next to him, Summer stirred again. Seth looked at the clock. 7:15. Huh. Time flies when you're contemplating life. He watched Summer's eyes flutter open.
"Hey Cohen." She whispered.
"Hey."
Summer bit her lip, not sure if she should go the tactful, awkward way and pretend they hadn't made out and fallen asleep together while he engaged, or if she just go for it. She decided to go for it.
"I like this. Waking up with you." Seth met her eyes, and recognized the glint in them. He immediately tried to steel himself to her.
"I really, really missed you Cohen." She said meaningfully. Seth knew she wanted to save the serious talk for later. It was all about sex now.
"Summer.."
"It's morning." She said. "You could never get me to do it in the morning."
"Once or twice." He said, not able to resist falling into her banter.
"Go for three."
"God, Summer, I missed you too." He said, reaching for her. She positioned herself on top of him and kissed him. He kissed back, pushing away his guilt.
Seth took a deep breath and started pushing away the clothes she had slept in. They went on kissing and undressing like this for awhile, taking slow.
The buzz of the intercom from the main house interrupted them. Marissa's voice rang out through the speaker. "Molly alert." Was all she said.
"Oh shit."
Author: Sara and Lizzie
Rating: R
Disclaimer: Obviously, its not ours.
Summary: Summer, scared at the intensity of her relationship with Seth, left him four years ago. Since then she's been all over Europe. Finally, four years later, she wants to return home to Seth. Funny when she does, he's engaged. Not like that's going to stop Summer.
"You remember how my body tastes, and feel your heart begin to race." –Maroon 5
Seth woke up while it was still dark. He watched Summer while she slept, remembering the last time they had fallen asleep together. And now here she was, back in his bed again.
It was insane to think about. So he focused on the last time they had woken up together.
Sophomore year of college. In some ways, to Seth, it seemed like yesterday. In other ways, it felt like a lifetime ago.
She had rolled over and shaken him awake at 9:15. "Cohen." She had announced. "I'm having one of my wild impulsive moments. I think it's time I try that surfing thing."
He had grinned. "Energetic, are we?"
"Very." She had answered, cocking an eyebrow.
"Maybe I could, take care of that? Surfing doesn't really take up that much energy.."
And that had been it. Seth smiled at the memory. She used to hate sex in the morning, but every once in awhile he was able to talk her into it.
He looked out the window of the pool house. The faintest hint of the California sun broke the horizon. Summer stirred next to him.
Seth pulled her closer to him, scared that if he didn't keep holding onto her, she'd disappear. He let his thoughts drift back to college. They'd graduated high school, on top of the world. They'd both been accepted to UC Berkley, and they were both going.
Freshman year had been this blur of everything changing around them. Seth had felt like they were the only thing that stayed the same. The first half of sophomore year had been fantastic. It was in April that Anna had left that message, he had gotten in the accident and everything had gone to shit.
He knew Summer blamed herself, and he knew he was still angry with her for leaving, but they hadn't come to terms with any of it yet.
It had been almost a comfort zone with Summer in Europe. The ball had been in her court. Now she was back, and she had thrown the ball to him. And there wasn't much he could do with it, when he was supposed to be engaged.
Correction, while he was engaged. He didn't even want to think about Molly right now.
Next to him, Summer stirred again. Seth looked at the clock. 7:15. Huh. Time flies when you're contemplating life. He watched Summer's eyes flutter open.
"Hey Cohen." She whispered.
"Hey."
Summer bit her lip, not sure if she should go the tactful, awkward way and pretend they hadn't made out and fallen asleep together while he engaged, or if she just go for it. She decided to go for it.
"I like this. Waking up with you." Seth met her eyes, and recognized the glint in them. He immediately tried to steel himself to her.
"I really, really missed you Cohen." She said meaningfully. Seth knew she wanted to save the serious talk for later. It was all about sex now.
"Summer.."
"It's morning." She said. "You could never get me to do it in the morning."
"Once or twice." He said, not able to resist falling into her banter.
"Go for three."
"God, Summer, I missed you too." He said, reaching for her. She positioned herself on top of him and kissed him. He kissed back, pushing away his guilt.
Seth took a deep breath and started pushing away the clothes she had slept in. They went on kissing and undressing like this for awhile, taking slow.
The buzz of the intercom from the main house interrupted them. Marissa's voice rang out through the speaker. "Molly alert." Was all she said.
"Oh shit."