[Storme’s POV]
“New York? You are asking about New York because you are going to New York?” “Yes, Vin. New York, I said New York.”
“Vacation?” I asked curiously.
“Nope. It’s a secret, Storme. I don’t want to count the chicken before it hatches. Don’t wanna jinx me,” she curled her lips and circled a tiny smile. “I rather wait until everything is final. I let you know. If I don’t change my mind.”
“Your parents approved of this?”
“Yes, of course. There is nothing I want or need that I don’t get. Remember what Summer wants. Summer gets,” she said in the most confident tone of voice.
I rinsed the dishes quickly. Summer was watching me while I wash dishes. She smiled at me in the most flirtatious way, biting her lower lip.
“What are you smiling about?”
“I think you can be the househu
