her and from the pictures I’ve seen, this little girl is absolutely adorable. A little blonde, curly hair girl emerges from the hall and stops to look at me.
“Hi! I’m Emma Grace,” she smiles.
“Well hello Emma Grace! I’m Karly Lynn!” I move my hair out of my eyes, and proceed to kneel in front of her.
“Whoa what’s that on your face?”
“Emma!” Nicholas yells out.
I put my hand up letting him know it’s okay. “I got into an accident Emma but I’m okay.”
“Oh whew. Glad you’re okay.” We head back to the kitchen table grabbing a few slices of pizza and pouring soda in our cups.
“Sorry again about the other night.”
“It’s alright,” I take a bite of my pizza and let out a soft moan. God pizza is the best invention!
Dinner goes by fairly well. Emma sure can talk. She tells me about her life in California and her super model mother! I’m not jealous or anything, I mean why would I be?
Sure he’s beautiful and sexy, and I’ll be living with him for a while, that doesn’t mean anything. It doesn’t mean anything that I dream ed about him the other night, and wonder how his lips will feel on mine. Nope. Doesn’t matter.
“Alright Princess time to get ready for bed. Why don’t you hop in the shower and then when you’re done I’ll read you a story.”
“Okay daddy! Night Karly!”
“Night Emma!”
Nicholas starts clearing the table and I help. He doesn’t look at me and when our hands touch I swear his body gets tense. Geeze am I that repulsive? Do I smell?
“Emma’s so cute! Oh my gosh.” I state needing to change my thought process. Nicholas’ body relaxes, but he doesn’t look at me.
“Yeah she’s fun,” he laughs, turning on the faucet. Nicholas doesn’t say too much more. We clean the kitchen in silence before I head to my room for the night. It’s still pretty early but I can’t be around him any longer. I need space. I need to think. How’s it possible that I’m starting to like him? We just met. I pull out my Kindle and start reading again. It looks like it’s another night with me and my book boyfriends.
* * * * *
The door slams shut. I quickly wake up and grab my field hockey stick. Shit where’s Nicholas? I open my door and look at his room. His door’s closed, so shit there’s someone else in the apartment. I creep down the hall with the hockey stick in the air ready to hit someone. I see movement and instantly feel scared.
“Whoever you are stop what you’re doing…NOW!” The person stops moving and holds up their hands. What the fuck?
I walk closer to this mystery person ready to knock them out and call the cops. Just as I’m about to hit him he turns around causing me to scream.
“Nicholas! What the fuck!”
He breaks out in a laugh and nearly falls to the ground. “I’m sorry! I went for a run tonight and didn’t know I slammed the door.” He stops talking and looks at me, his eyes roaming my body. I follow his eyes and notice that I’m in my black, shorty shorts and a skimpy tank top. Great.
“So ah yeah I’m sorry I ahem didn’t mean to scare you but why the hell are you out here? You shouldn’t do this.” He takes my stick from my hands and turns back around.
“And you shouldn’t be slamming doors and scaring the shit outta people!” Really? Who does this annoying man think he is? Forget about sexy, he’s now on my annoying list.
He smirks, “Well since your awake now wanna play a game?”
I cross my arms and glare at him. “What are we five or something?”
Nicholas cocks his head to the left and gives me that damn smirk again. I swear this man is getting on my last nerve with his annoyingness and smirk! “Come sit down with me.”
“Ooookay.”
We sit down on the couch, facing one another, as he takes out a quarter from his pocket.
“Since we’re gonna be living together I thought it’d be fun to get to know each other.” He plays with the quarter in his hands and I wonder what he’s up