Me: Well, we have an extra room at our place if you need it.
Three little bubbles pop up and disappear twice, making me wonder if she may actually say yes. Her response comes, but I’m not surprised at the answer.
Chief: Thanks, but no.
A smile crossesmy face thinking about her gross disgust over having to share an apartment with me. Although, I think it’s just the fact that she’d have a hard time not being the Ice Queen twenty-four-seven.
Me: You change your mind, let me know. At least you wouldn’t have to move all your crap very far.
Chief: Not sure how much crap I’ll have left. Most of the furniture is ruined. Guess we have to figure out what’s salvageable at this point.
Me: BTW, I let the troops know you wouldn’t be in today.
Chief: Thanks.
Me: You didn’t let me finish…
Chief: What. The. Fuck. Did. You. Do?
A chuckle rumbles from my chest as I imagine the eye roll I'm receiving.
Me: I told them you were a little preoccupied with something that happened this morning. *winking emoji*
Chief: You really couldn’t follow a simple directive, could you?
Me: Got you! *Laughing emoji* No, I told them something came up and that you would be back in tomorrow, pending no additional issues and if they had something urgent that came up to email you.
I watch three little bubbles pop up again like she’s texting me back, but then they disappear without another message.Oh, Wynter.I roll my eyes at her stubbornness. That’s my ice queen.
The rest of the afternoon ticks by without so much as a blink. After work, I walk home. The sun is shining and people are out with their children and pets.
The Gardens is only a couple blocks away, so I enjoy the sights and sounds of New York around me as I make my way. Wynter always takes a cab, but if I wore shoes like she does, I’m sure I wouldn’t be walking either.
Speaking of legs… I can’t stop thinking about her with those long legs. They’re a sight for sore eyes and the cause of my constant arousal around her. The only problem... she hates me to her very core and isn’t afraid to show me how much.
Her anger and hatred toward me are the biggest turn on and she doesn’t even know. Every angry word or venom laced comment makes my libido and other things stand up straight at attention.
Jacob opens the door to our building as I walk through the lobby. Heading up to our place, I don’t knock before unlocking the door and entering our apartment. I kick my shoes off by the door and make my way back the hallway to empty my pockets and relax. Reece catches me coming out of the bathroom on the way. “Dude. Quick, go freshen up, we’ve got dates tonight.”
“Dates?” I smirk. It’s been a while since I’ve been on a date, but I’ve had some Wynter caused tension that I could really burn off flirting and other various activities. “And who, pray tell, are the lucky ladies?”
“Dude, you remember I’ve been hitting it off with this girl named Addison on the Hook Me app, right?”
“Yeah, I remember you mentioning her.”
“Well, we chatted earlier, and she was telling me about the rough day she had, so I invited her out for dinner. Something happened with her place, I guess. So she agreed but told me she wouldn’t come to dinner without backup in case I was a nut job. I figure if she has an extra lady and I bring you... Situation solved. The perfect foursome.”
I wiggle my eyebrows at him.
He huffs, blowing off my usual bullshit. “Dude, not like that.”
“I know, I’m messing with your ass.”
Taking off my shirt to swap it out, I yell at him. “When is this all happening?”
“Twenty minutes, we’re meeting them at La Pearl.”
I stick my head out of my bedroom, ears perking up. “La Pearl is expensive for a first date, man.”