twenty-three.”
Archer nodded like he didn't really care and wandered into his house. I stood at the door rather stunned, unsure of what to do. Warily I peered in through the door, seeing a long and empty corridor.
Light shone through from the back door that was open, a shine sliding over the floorboards. A second later his darkened shadow appeared, walking back down the corridor.
“Here, I washed it.” Archer said as he offered my platter. “Thanks for making the salad, never had to do that before.” He muttered.
“No problem.”
His gaze lowered with a smug grin. I inwardly sighed and turned to the path, using the platter to cover my chest.
“When you're planning your next party can you keep your neighbors in mind please?”
“I did, I invited them but they left before the fun started. Maybe next time they might stay longer.”
Yeah right.
“There's another one tonight if you want to come over Roxy.” He called out as I reached the front gate of his property.
“You don't need to change or anything, just come in what you're wearing, Roxy. ”
I gave him the one finger salute as I crossed the road, earning a laugh from him.
Eddie and James were having breakfast on the front deck, watching everything that had just happened. Abruptly Eddie stood and walked into his apartment which I knew meant he was going to the kitchen window.
He didn't like being obvious and coming over would be just that. So instead we had to talk through the window and hope that the gossip upstairs wasn't listening.
When I got to the kitchen window he was leaning on the window sill, dreamily looking up at the sky as he waited for me.
“Hey, hey girlfriend.”
“Hey there love bird one.” I said as I climbed up onto the bench.
“So, give me the details.” He looked up with a grin. “They're out so you can go to town on dishing the info.”
I rolled my eyes, there was nothing to tell.
“Well I went over there in my pajamas because I was so damned tired and asked that he think of his neighbors before planning another party. He got a free perv because I was uh, rather free and easy and that's it.”
Eddie narrowed his eyes at me. “That's it?”
“Uh, yes.”
“You are slack Faith. Get to know him.”
“No thanks.”
I slid off the counter and turned back to him.
“It's Sunday bi-atch, are we still good or are you ditching me for love bird two?”
“We are good and love bird two is coming, you cool with that?”
“Of course but no booze, okay?”
He laughed and waved me off, wandering out of the kitchen.
I know it was a stupid request but after Friday night I couldn't take another night of having them two in my apartment and consuming alcohol. Sunday night dinner was going to be as dry as the desert.
Sunday was always housework day unless I had some kind of mind blowing flood of thoughts and ideas for writing. When that happened everything else stopped. But still being stuck in the dry spell I was able to do every single thing on my list.
I might be a bit of a clean freak. Waiting until Sunday to do housework was difficult, sometimes I didn't make it.
Trying to ignore Archer, I dusted the bookshelves in my study. But the problem was I still didn't have any window coverings and there was one hot body walking back and forth across his lawn. Half naked and sweaty as he mowed the lawn. Bastard. The grass did not need to be cut, it was cut the day before he moved in and had hardly grown since.
This was on purpose, I was certain of it. I leaned on the bookshelf and watched as he stopped and shut off the mower. He stood by the front steps, taking a long drink of his bottled water. Halfway through it he poured it over him, drenching his glistening body in refreshing water.
I might have actually whimpered. My fingers found my lips as I tried to restrain the noise that emanated. It felt like I was becoming more gelatinous with each passing second, my insides turning to liquid. Well, something was turning to
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