him.
“Adam, I lost my breasts,” I said, gazing deep into his eyes. “Not my mind.”
“Oh, wow,” Adam said while looking at Sophia. “She does have a mouth.”
He closed the door before walking around the car to open his own. Getting in, he turned the ignition and revved the engine. Taking my hand in his, he eased out of the parking lot and drove slow the rest of the way home so that I could take in all of the views I had missed during the months I was gone.
When we had made it to my doorstep, he carried me up the stairs and let me unlock my door. As it swung open, I saw that everything was how I had left it. However, a layer of film stretched across every surface. I knew I would have to dedicate an entire day to scrubbing its depths.
“Everything is in its rightful place,” Adam said, walking over to the counter where I keep my keys, bills, and house phone. “However, I did go to the trouble of restocking your refrigerator and turning on your internet.”
I looked at him skeptically.
“How did you do that?” I said. “You aren’t even on the account.”
“I promised I would send the woman a signed copy of our new record before it hits stores,” Adam said. “Oh, by the way, if your internet gets shut off, you know I forgot to do that.”
I gave him a glare before leaning up against my counter. I took in the scent of my home – the crisp smell of vanilla and me that I had become so accustomed to and missed all in one.
“Which also reminds me,” Adam said, walking towards me coyly. He wrapped his arms around my waist and planted the softest kiss on my lips. “I wrote a lot about you while you were gone.”
A copy of his new CD was placed in my grasp, partially to occupy my hands.
“Adam,” I said softly.
“Yes?” Adam said. His mouth grazed my neck and his hands spread the open back of my dress.
“I’m still in my hospital robe,” I said. “And I smell like death.”
“Right,” Adam said before moving into the living room. I heard his voice crack with emotion. “I will be in here until your live-in nurse gets here. Then I will be at The Plaza. Go about your business. Don’t mind me.”
I waited for my smile to fade before turning to reminisce in my quarters. Usually it was hard to read Adam because he tends to bottle up his emotions. However, today I could tell that he was being sincere.
That realization made my heart flutter for the first time since it had been broken.
Chapter 16
It was 5:30am and Adam’s new record was reverberating against all four walls. I felt its waves bounce off of my skin and the bass vibrate my heart inside of my sternum. Oh, how I had missed this escape.
The tears spilled down my cheeks as I moved to the music. I had slept for two days straight and had finally gotten around to cleaning up the filth that was my apartment. This epidemic was partially my fault because I had told everyone not to touch anything. Adam had already broken my rule by stocking my refrigerator. However, I was too happy to be home to reprimand him and, with the mindset that he was in, there was a high chance he would take my scolding as sexual prowess.
With feather duster in hand, I swept the surface of my bedroom vanity. I pranced to my dresser before dropping into a split to weave between the piles of DVDs and appliances of my entertainment set. Reaching my arms up above my head, I pulled myself up to the beat landing me in front of my light up cell phone on my bedside table.
It was Dave.
Plug in your home phone. None of us can get a hold of you. We are worried.
My eyebrows furrowed in confusion. The home phone was the one thing I hadn’t unplugged over the course of my absence. Gliding to the counter, I saw that it was indeed unplug. While it booted up, I texted Dave back only hear a million beeps reach my ears as the digital counter on the face of the machine climbed to new heights.
When it stopped at the number thirty-one, I looked at it hesitantly before
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