mess with her. And honestly, she’s probably not interested in an older man like me. There are too many things preventing her from actually wanting me. Also, it’s obvious she’s the relationship kind and I’m not. She deserves my son, not his messed up father.
I grab my phone from the counter and quickly type a text and hit send before I change my mind again.
See you tonight after work? Your place. - J
Another weight settles on my already heavy shoulders as I walk back upstairs to get dressed for my security job at the mall. By tonight I need to be in the mood for Cassie. Maybe I just need to get laid to push away Aideen from my dirty thoughts.
***
AIDEEN
“This one is perfect.’’ I feel the first real smile creep on my face today. I look around the simply furnished one bedroom apartment with big windows and a view of the little market on the other side of the street. “How come such a nice place is available? It’s a steal.’’ Which should maybe raise red flags.
The realtor’s smile becomes wider, stretching her ruby lips. Her brown eyes sparkle more brightly behind her fashionably challenged glasses. “The previous tenant vacated the place suddenly due to a job offer in another city. I assume you want it then?’’
I nod and excitement fills me. Not only is the furniture not outdated, but it brings a homey feel to the small apartment. It’s situated in a nice enough neighborhood, pretty close to the resort I’m going to be working at and the small building is only inhabited by older people. That means no crazy parties at all hours. This is a real improvement from college life.
“I just hope my application is going to be accepted.’’
“I wouldn’t worry.’’ She walks to the narrow counter of the open floor kitchen and puts down the paperwork I need to fill out. “My cousin is the landlord and needs the money. It’s a done deal.’’
I bring both hands to my mouth, fighting off the urge to actually hug her. “Really?’’
She nods and gives me a pen. I snatch it and diligently fill out the forms with a shaky hand. I am finally an adult with responsibilities like everybody else. I’m going to be living on my own, starting my first post-college job and that feels good. My life is starting to look up.
I finish signing and writing what is required and finally hand back the papers. The realtor checks everything quickly and takes the check I’m handing her for the deposit and the first month of rent. She puts everything away in her briefcase and then, dangling from her fingers is my keys.
“These are yours now.’’
I take them and thank her, walking her back to the door of what is now mine. Once the door is closed behind her, I let my joy explode in a girlish squeal and a few shakes of my ass and boobs.
For the first time in over a year, maybe even more, I’m full of excitement and, dare I say, happiness. I know I have a lot to do to personalize this place and actually make it feel like home, but I’m just happy that I can finally be completely independent. And, if I’m honest, it’s a relief to be out of Jensen’s house after what happened last night. Not exactly because of his behavior, but it has more to do with what I did in my room afterward. For the first time in forever, or so it feels like, I got myself off thinking of a man, someone I basically don’t know. Someone other than Yann.
I shake my head, chasing away any and all negative thoughts already quickly dampening my good mood. Now is not the time for that stuff. I must celebrate my new place. I check my phone for the time and smile again. It’s not even noon yet, and I already have everything done. I grab my purse from the kitchen counter and leave the apartment, keys tingling in my hand.
With lighter steps, I go back to my car and drive to the only place here I know they serve good beer. In fact, it’s the only place I know period. The bar where I met a very drunk Jensen yesterday. Five
I grab my phone from the counter and quickly type a text and hit send before I change my mind again.
See you tonight after work? Your place. - J
Another weight settles on my already heavy shoulders as I walk back upstairs to get dressed for my security job at the mall. By tonight I need to be in the mood for Cassie. Maybe I just need to get laid to push away Aideen from my dirty thoughts.
***
AIDEEN
“This one is perfect.’’ I feel the first real smile creep on my face today. I look around the simply furnished one bedroom apartment with big windows and a view of the little market on the other side of the street. “How come such a nice place is available? It’s a steal.’’ Which should maybe raise red flags.
The realtor’s smile becomes wider, stretching her ruby lips. Her brown eyes sparkle more brightly behind her fashionably challenged glasses. “The previous tenant vacated the place suddenly due to a job offer in another city. I assume you want it then?’’
I nod and excitement fills me. Not only is the furniture not outdated, but it brings a homey feel to the small apartment. It’s situated in a nice enough neighborhood, pretty close to the resort I’m going to be working at and the small building is only inhabited by older people. That means no crazy parties at all hours. This is a real improvement from college life.
“I just hope my application is going to be accepted.’’
“I wouldn’t worry.’’ She walks to the narrow counter of the open floor kitchen and puts down the paperwork I need to fill out. “My cousin is the landlord and needs the money. It’s a done deal.’’
I bring both hands to my mouth, fighting off the urge to actually hug her. “Really?’’
She nods and gives me a pen. I snatch it and diligently fill out the forms with a shaky hand. I am finally an adult with responsibilities like everybody else. I’m going to be living on my own, starting my first post-college job and that feels good. My life is starting to look up.
I finish signing and writing what is required and finally hand back the papers. The realtor checks everything quickly and takes the check I’m handing her for the deposit and the first month of rent. She puts everything away in her briefcase and then, dangling from her fingers is my keys.
“These are yours now.’’
I take them and thank her, walking her back to the door of what is now mine. Once the door is closed behind her, I let my joy explode in a girlish squeal and a few shakes of my ass and boobs.
For the first time in over a year, maybe even more, I’m full of excitement and, dare I say, happiness. I know I have a lot to do to personalize this place and actually make it feel like home, but I’m just happy that I can finally be completely independent. And, if I’m honest, it’s a relief to be out of Jensen’s house after what happened last night. Not exactly because of his behavior, but it has more to do with what I did in my room afterward. For the first time in forever, or so it feels like, I got myself off thinking of a man, someone I basically don’t know. Someone other than Yann.
I shake my head, chasing away any and all negative thoughts already quickly dampening my good mood. Now is not the time for that stuff. I must celebrate my new place. I check my phone for the time and smile again. It’s not even noon yet, and I already have everything done. I grab my purse from the kitchen counter and leave the apartment, keys tingling in my hand.
With lighter steps, I go back to my car and drive to the only place here I know they serve good beer. In fact, it’s the only place I know period. The bar where I met a very drunk Jensen yesterday. Five
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