will live and exist in this moment and that will live on as a fond memory of this time.
I enter the code to my building and Landon pulls the door open, gesturing for me to enter first. When we get off the elevator on my floor I realize I don’t have my keys. I’m still wearing the pencil skirt outfit I wore to dinner with Adam and there are no pockets anywhere. When I left to go to Duke’s I remember just grabbing my keys. I didn’t even bring my cell phone for some weird reason.
I stand at the door, contemplating my options.
“Everything ok?” Landon asks curiously. “It’s a nice door, but I’m thinking going in is probably our objective here.”
“Um…I left my keys at Duke’s. I don’t want to wake Spring, and I don’t have my cell to call Mercy and ask her to bring them,” I tell him.
“Oh, well, just use my cell.” Landon takes his cell from his pocket and hands it to me.
“Like I actually know Mercy’s number,” I chuckle. “Once it’s in my phone I make no effort know the number. I just press her pretty face and the magic, slippery germ brick calls her!” We both laugh.
“We could just walk back and get them then. Or we can take a cab, which would be faster,” he offers.
We could walk back, or take a cab. Jerry won’t be locking up for another hour. There is another option. I’ve only had to do this twice since I’ve lived here, but both times I was alone. It’s not a big deal , I tell myself. Just a party trick, right?
“It’s getting late and I have sort of a key under the mat,” I tell him a little hesitantly. I’m not sure how he’s going to respond to this.
“Oh, well, then that’s good. What do you mean sort of a key ?”
I crouch down as best I can in this tight skirt and take the pick and tension wrench I have hidden under the mat. I hold them up and raise my eyebrows as if to say “see!” I bend them open and begin to work the lock with both of them. It takes less than 30 seconds before we hear the clicking of the door being unlocked. Last one in bolts the door, so I know the top isn’t locked.
“Shit.” Landon’s face is unreadable as he runs both hands through his hair.
“What?”
It takes him a second before he responds. “You are one badass girl. You’re making me look bad!” He gives a breathy laugh and helps me stand after I put my tools back under the mat.
We walk into the apartment and I immediately grab my cell and text Mercy to ask if she can bring my keys by before she goes home. She responds right away and I leave my cell on the counter while I take my shoes off.
“What’d she say?” Landon asks, making himself comfortable on the
couch. Oh, God! Landon on my couch again could be very dangerous. He doesn’t seem to mind, though. He’s sitting just as he was last night, beckoning me with his smoldering eyes to come sit with him.
“She said she’d be by in an hour,” I tell him as I position myself to sit on my knees facing him on the couch. “So…how long have you been doing securities work?” I ask him.
“We’re not making out?” he teases with mocked shock.
“That depends. If you only want to have two dates with me, then yes. If you’d like to see me again, then no,” I tell him with a smile. I’m having to contain myself in major ways here. I would love to make out with him again, but if I’m going to grow up and look for the potential here, I can’t let sex cloud my vision.
“Hmmm…” he purses his lips and looks up as he considers the choices I’ve given him.
“Really?”
“This is tough! You’re hot and a really great kisser,” he says in his defense.
“That’s awesome,” I say, teasing rolling my eyes at him.
“I’m kidding! I really want to get to know you, Jenna. But, is it ok that when I told you I was drawn to you what I meant was that I thought you were the sexiest woman I’d ever seen?”
I know I’m blushing and I almost don’t care. “Well, I’d be lying if I didn’t admit
I enter the code to my building and Landon pulls the door open, gesturing for me to enter first. When we get off the elevator on my floor I realize I don’t have my keys. I’m still wearing the pencil skirt outfit I wore to dinner with Adam and there are no pockets anywhere. When I left to go to Duke’s I remember just grabbing my keys. I didn’t even bring my cell phone for some weird reason.
I stand at the door, contemplating my options.
“Everything ok?” Landon asks curiously. “It’s a nice door, but I’m thinking going in is probably our objective here.”
“Um…I left my keys at Duke’s. I don’t want to wake Spring, and I don’t have my cell to call Mercy and ask her to bring them,” I tell him.
“Oh, well, just use my cell.” Landon takes his cell from his pocket and hands it to me.
“Like I actually know Mercy’s number,” I chuckle. “Once it’s in my phone I make no effort know the number. I just press her pretty face and the magic, slippery germ brick calls her!” We both laugh.
“We could just walk back and get them then. Or we can take a cab, which would be faster,” he offers.
We could walk back, or take a cab. Jerry won’t be locking up for another hour. There is another option. I’ve only had to do this twice since I’ve lived here, but both times I was alone. It’s not a big deal , I tell myself. Just a party trick, right?
“It’s getting late and I have sort of a key under the mat,” I tell him a little hesitantly. I’m not sure how he’s going to respond to this.
“Oh, well, then that’s good. What do you mean sort of a key ?”
I crouch down as best I can in this tight skirt and take the pick and tension wrench I have hidden under the mat. I hold them up and raise my eyebrows as if to say “see!” I bend them open and begin to work the lock with both of them. It takes less than 30 seconds before we hear the clicking of the door being unlocked. Last one in bolts the door, so I know the top isn’t locked.
“Shit.” Landon’s face is unreadable as he runs both hands through his hair.
“What?”
It takes him a second before he responds. “You are one badass girl. You’re making me look bad!” He gives a breathy laugh and helps me stand after I put my tools back under the mat.
We walk into the apartment and I immediately grab my cell and text Mercy to ask if she can bring my keys by before she goes home. She responds right away and I leave my cell on the counter while I take my shoes off.
“What’d she say?” Landon asks, making himself comfortable on the
couch. Oh, God! Landon on my couch again could be very dangerous. He doesn’t seem to mind, though. He’s sitting just as he was last night, beckoning me with his smoldering eyes to come sit with him.
“She said she’d be by in an hour,” I tell him as I position myself to sit on my knees facing him on the couch. “So…how long have you been doing securities work?” I ask him.
“We’re not making out?” he teases with mocked shock.
“That depends. If you only want to have two dates with me, then yes. If you’d like to see me again, then no,” I tell him with a smile. I’m having to contain myself in major ways here. I would love to make out with him again, but if I’m going to grow up and look for the potential here, I can’t let sex cloud my vision.
“Hmmm…” he purses his lips and looks up as he considers the choices I’ve given him.
“Really?”
“This is tough! You’re hot and a really great kisser,” he says in his defense.
“That’s awesome,” I say, teasing rolling my eyes at him.
“I’m kidding! I really want to get to know you, Jenna. But, is it ok that when I told you I was drawn to you what I meant was that I thought you were the sexiest woman I’d ever seen?”
I know I’m blushing and I almost don’t care. “Well, I’d be lying if I didn’t admit
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