Shuffling out of the bathroom, I pulled back the comforter on my bed poised to get in. My phone lit up from nightstand. It was right beside my Rose that was charging.
My stomach lurched as I saw who was calling. It vibrated for just a moment before I found myself answering.
“You need to lose my number.”
Instantly, Kelton was laughing on the other end of the line.
“I just pulled up.”
My eyes grew wide in their sockets because I knew I was hearing shit. “What?”
“You heard me,” I just knew he was smiling on the other end.
“How do you know where I live?”
“How do you think? Look, bring your ass out here. I know your mama and sister are there. I’m not going to disturb their rest but Silver, make no mistake. I will come knock on your door.”
A breath escaped from my lips. He was that type of person. Kelton would knock down all my dominos and cause chaos just because he could.
“I don’t like you,” I hissed already looking for pants to pull on.
“We all know…just get down here. I’m parked by the mailboxes, near the fountain.”
Rolling my eyes, I hung up. When I was finished dressing in black, I tiptoed past the second bedroom and headed for the front door. Just as I was popping out and closing the door, Dani popped out of nowhere.
“Oh my God!” I clutched at my chest.
“I’m sorry, didn’t mean to scare you,” she motioned to the bag of trash in her hand. “Valet didn’t grab my trash.”
“They forget sometimes,” I nodded.
“Well goodnight!” She offered a smile.
My eyes tracked her as she went off in the other direction towards the steps that would take her down to the garbage cans. When she was out of sight, the chilly air already touching my face, I jogged down the steps closest to my apartment.
The fountain had a blue glow to it and I could see Kelton had already backed up his vehicle. I couldn’t tell what color it was but I knew it was the new Ford Bronco and I was sick with envy. I wasn’t ready to pull the trigger on a new vehicle just yet but this was my dream car. I knew he thought I was going to get in, instead I popped to the driver side and he rolled the window down.
Soft smells of cedar and cigars washed over me.
“Get in,” he said smoothly.
“What are you doing at my apartment complex?”
“I promised that I was going to call,” he stated. “I got busy.”
Rolling my eyes, I folded my arms over my chest. My foot began to softly tap.
“I’ll get out,” he said.
“No.”
“Why not?”
“Kelton, this is borderline stalking shit.”
The streetlights were beaming down on us and illuminating his face. He was smirking and his eyes were twinkling from the light. I hated his stupid face.
God, I want to kiss him!
