Swinging the door open, my composure was shaken. Damn did this man not have an off day? He was outfitted in a white T-shirt, black shorts, and a baseball cap and he looked effortlessly pulled together.
“Is my car going to be safe out there?” Aldridge joked.
“I know what you’re thinking, but this is an up-and-coming neighborhood.”
“Meaning?”
“Meaning, in a few years this place will be a hot commodity and you’ll be able to get three times what you paid for it.”
“Gentrification at work.” He entered the space and when he walked past me, I was greeted by the scent of him and it stirred my soul, causing a bit of longing to rise to the top.
“Is your assistant joining us?”
“No, she’s dealing with a moving truck crisis we thought was fixed but apparently the universe got jokes.”
“Who’s your moving company?”
“Uhm … I don’t know, something about a truck, a guy and his dog.”
“Rover’s Rover?”
Aldridge snapped his fingers. “Yep, that’s it.”
“I know the owner, I’ll put in a call.”
“Really?”
“Consider it done.”
“I’ll let Nori know.” Aldridge took note of the high ceilings.
Did he just wake up fine and ready to ruin some innocent woman’s life? His deep flawless skin had to be the work of a dermatologist because there was no way this man had a better skincare routine than me. And then there were his long lashes which I’d always been jealous of. Men did not need full long lashes. What he had naturally; I was paying Natalia two hundred and fifty dollars a month to maintain.
“So what am I looking at? Because it looks like a Vegas lounge act.”
“It’s ultra sleek and modern. It’s also industrial. The architect was Bovine.”
“Is that name supposed to mean something to me?”
“If you had any culture it would.”
“Ouch.”
“He’s a renowned local architect. His properties rarely come on the market.”
“What I’m hearing is a bidding war.”
“Not with me as your realtor.”
“Cocky.”
“I’m just saying.”
“No, I appreciate it. Talk your shit.” He walked over to the kitchen. “Where are the appliances?”
“They’re hidden.”
“I do not want to play hide and seek in order to put away my groceries.”
