Chapter 4

Camille barged into the apartment clearly excited about something. It jolted Summer out of sleep.

"What in the name of God Cami? You scared the shit out of me!" Summer rose up to sit.

"Get up, we are going out," Camille said reaching their tiny wardrobe for a change of clothing.

"It's twelve-thirty in the morning Cami."

"An acquaintance from the club invited me to an A list birthday party and I don't want to go with him alone. Bottom line is you are my plus one"

"There's the word No you know. You could have just told him off" Summer shrugged.

"Except i actually want to go with him. Please Summer"

"Sorry, Cami. I'm not tagging along. You can't just wake me up in the middle of the night to dress up and follow you to go meet a guy you don't even know"

"I know it sounds crazy but I promise We'll be there for two hours and then come back home"

"But you just got off work Cami. Aren't you a bit exhausted?" Summer rubbed her eyes simultaneously and her best friend tsked.

"I am not tired. Please Summer, you know I have no other friend"

Summer gawked at Camille hoping to change her bestie's mind from going to a party that already sounds unpleasant to Summer's ears before even accepting the invite.

"Even if, I don't have anything to wear"

"I'm sure there's something of mine that'll fit perfectly"

Summer rolled her eyes at her for always finding the solution to every problem.

"I was sleeping Cami"

"Sorry," Camille said lazily, her face lit up when Summer sagged her shoulders in defeat.

"The only reason I'm obliged to going with you is because my job hunting days are over because if I had an interview today, I would One zero One percent blow you off"

"Thank you" Camille mouths.

Summer's eyes bugged out of their sockets when she saw the full reflection of what she looked like through the mirror.

"I look like a slut"

"You look hot." Camille beamed at the success of Summer's makeover.

The latter gave the former a silk emerald-colored body con gown that felt more like a second skin on her body. Summer had never thought she'd look so fancy and hot in one of Camille's fashion nova dresses.

Summer's hair was curled and unraveled to bounce richly in their ginger orange-colored glory.

They rushed into the town car that had been waiting for them, courtesy their host.

"To Nate and many more years of basking in success," Marty said thus making everyone raise a toast to Nate's birthday celebration.

"To the best manager, anyone could ask for" Nate downed his drink in one go.

Setting his champagne glass on the table, Nate caught a glimpse of a woman dressed in the best shade of green he had ever seen. He paid little attention to Camille and only concentrated more on the beauty that made his dick twitch. The way she walked gave her shyness away. Marty stood up to welcome his guests.

"Meet my friend Summer. Summer meet Marty"

Marty extends his arm forward to shake Summer.

"Nice to meet you Summer" He grinned.

Nate looked at Marty expectantly waiting for him to be introduced but somehow it escaped Marty's mind to do the needful.

Camille went gaga upon scanning the room to see a few celebrities seated. Marty gestured his guests to sit next to him as he handed them a glass of champagne each. Summer declined.

"Sorry but I don't drink alcohol," she said shyly looking at her intertwined fingers tucked between her thighs.

"Can I see you for a moment?" Nate beckoned to Marty and he followed.

"This is me asking like a friend Marty. I want her" he took a quick glance at Summer and Marty followed his gaze.

"Who?"

"Ms. Green"

"Summer?" Marty laughed lightly and repeatedly in a silly way from surprise.

"Is that her name? I expected a Jennifer, Scarlett, Nicole, Ruby, Luna but Summer? Don't tell me her friend's Winter"

"No! You are unbelievable Nate" Marty rubbed his forehead "Thought you have Giselle for the night"

"Fuck Giselle. Make it work Marty, I know you can."

"Sorry to burst your bubble Nate but forget how she looks I'm sure Camille influenced that. She doesn't even drink alcohol. She's not your type Nate plus I really like Camille which makes her friend off-limits for a guy like you"

Nate fakes hurt by placing his palm on his chest.

"Sorry birthday boy no can't do" Marty moonwalked away.

"That is Veronica Cooper seated next to Mathew Perkins. Oh my God and that guy Marty just finished talking to is Nate Archibald. Marty doesn't look bad himself if not, I would have tossed him away for Nate." Camille blabbered excitedly

"You are such a slut. I've totally become like you. You influence me in a bad way" Summer joked and Camille gave a chuckle.

Nate still standing where Marty left him sunk his gaze further into Summer's skin clearly eye fucking the poor girl.

If anyone called him a perv right now he wouldn't argue because the only thing on his mind is to rip that tight dress off her body, curl a few strands of hair around his masculine finger, her nipple in his mouth while fucking her tabletop style on the surface of his bed. Summer had turned him on just by looking at her. His boner was heartlessly poking his trousers and he groaned at the discomfort that emanated. He was going to have to make do with Giselle for tonight. One look at Summer made him change his mind.

To hell with off-limits, he was going to introduce himself to Summer and fuck her tonight. He walked boldly to where the girls are seated.

"Hi" he extended his arm forward and Camille took it first.

"I'm Nate"

"We know who you are" Camille was clearly freaking out inside and losing her mind from excitement.