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“No, it’s in your price range. I promised I wouldn’t show you anything that was over your budget.”
“How is that possible? Look at this place,” I whisper, not wanting Madelyn to hear.
“Don’t make any assumptions yet. Trust me.”
“Okay,” I sigh. “Show me the rest of the apartment.” He gives me a radiant grin then leads me toward the master bedroom.
By the time I see the entire apartment, I’m dizzy. I’ll admit, the place is gorgeous. But I don’t see how I can afford it. I turn to Madelyn. “So, how much is this listed for?”
“Since this is a sub-let, it isn’t actually listed. For all intents and purposes, this is a rent controlled apartment. The tenant has since moved to something smaller, and the building manager doesn’t know. Her rent was two thousand a month.” Two thousand? Did she say two thousand? That’s a steal! “These are the rest of the amenities written down here.” She reads from her script once again. “This incredible full-service landmarked building from 1902, when it was the largest building in the world, not only has one of the most impressive marble lobbies in the City, there are also some of the best amenities available. Well-equipped fitness center with a separate room for stretching, Pilates and yoga; Wi-Fi lounge with a catering kitchen plus large flat-screen separate game room with pool tables and a golf simulator; children’s playroom; live-in super, on-site property manager and common laundry room.”
“Wow, that’s incredible.” I’m amazed. All this for two thousand a month? Chase is giving me an I-told-you-so look. I narrow my eyes and scowl at him.
“The other apartment we are going to look at today is rent controlled, as well as the first apartment. They’re all around the same price, but this one is the nicest,” she boasts. “Ready for one more?” We both nod our heads and back down the elevator we go.
The last apartment is a few blocks away on Pine Street. We walk back toward Wall Street, go over Nassau Street, than make a right onto Pine Street. She leads us to a gorgeous older building. The building itself has a very distinctive pre-war facade with ornamental and architectural characteristics. I don’t think it started life as an apartment building.
Madelyn leads us through the double doors and into the lobby. Once at the elevators, it’s up we go again. The doors open, and she click-clacks down the hall to a door where she produces a key and opens it. She waves us through.
“This is a large, fully renovated one bedroom, one bathroom apartment,” she begins. “There are soaring nine foot plus ceilings, oversized windows and open street views. It is located just one block from Wall Street and across the street from the 2 & 3 subway lines. The sleek kitchen features custom cabinetry, black granite counters and GE Profile appliances. The spacious living room with dining alcove features a fireplace and etched double sliding glass doors opening into an enormous bedroom with walk-in closet. This building features a 24/7 doorman/concierge, laundry on every floor, a Club Floor with 24/7 fitness center, media room with Internet access, private club room for entertaining with wet bar and conference and billiards rooms.”
It’s prettier than the first one, but not as palatial as the last one. The front door opens up into the living room with the kitchen to your left. The bathroom is across from the kitchen. You then walk through the living room to get to the bedroom, and there is no door. It’s a true open floor plan. I’m not thrilled with the bathroom so far from the bedroom. Chase is again behind me. I turn towards him, and he has a scowl on his face. “I don’t like it,” he states. “It’s too small, and the bathroom is all the way over there.” He must be reading my mind. I nod my head in agreement. “So, what do you want to do?” he asks.
“I really like the second apartment, but it seems so expensive. I don’t know if I need all the space.”
“It’s a beautiful apartment and so close to mine,” he murmurs seductively, so only I can hear him. He stands behind me, wrapping his arms around my waist. “Whatever you want, you’re choosing your apartment,” he whispers in my ear, emphasizing the your, then nibbles on my earlobe. Ahhh. “What do you want to do?” He is distracting me from the matter at hand, the bastard.
“I’ll take the second apartment. When can I move in?” Madelyn looks very pleased and so does Chase.
“Whenever you want. There will be a lease, but it’s between you and the current tenant. As far as the building knows, you’ll be her granddaughter.” Oh, okay. Chase is over the moon ecstatic.
“I am so glad you chose to live in Manhattan. You won’t regret it, I promise.” He picks me up and spins me around. Wow, he’s really happy. He makes me giggle.
“Put me down,” I squeal through laughter. He releases me under protest, I think.
“I’ll send over the paperwork to you, Mr. Remington, so you can look it over,” she smiles to Chase.
“Yes, thank you.”
Madelyn turns her attention back to me. “When would you like to move in?”
“Immediately,” Chase answers for me. I wriggle out from his grasp.
“I can’t pay the rent yet. I have enough for the deposit and part of the first month, but that’s it,” I protest.
“No, you don’t need to pay the full deposit, just five hundred. If you move in now, it’s the middle of the month. You’ll only be responsible for half the rent, which is one thousand.” Madelyn directs her comments to me.
“Oh, well-” I start to speak, but Chase cuts me off mid-sentence.
“She’ll move in on the fifteenth.” He’s definitive. I know I can’t argue with him. I roll my eyes and shrug my shoulders.
“Fine,” I acquiesce. His smile gets even bigger.
“Okay, let’s get out of here,” Madelyn says, and we all head out of the apartment.
Back at Chase’s building, my head is spinning. I have this gorgeous apartment but no furniture. Crap!
“I can’t move in yet, I don’t have any furniture,” I whine.
