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But just before the sliding doors click shut, a slap sounds through the enclosed space. My eyes fly open, focusing on the source.
A single gloved hand slices through the door, making the panels bounce open. As the doors widen, my eyes adjust to the man in front of me.
Holy Hell, he’shot.
Hotter than hot.
So attractive I wonder if he’s real or just an airbrushed AI robot designed to appeal to all female-kind. I’ve seen weirder things on the streets around these parts.
But this dude is all man. Flesh and blood. His dark hair hangs loose, cascading on either side of his face just above his ears. The mans skin is a pale olive hue, adding leverage to the mysterious characteristics portrayed by his sullen, hard gaze. He’s the dark and broody type, for sure. His brows pull down, a frown line forming between them. Tough night, maybe?
He could be in the mafia.
His eyes meet mine for a brief second, their somber shade piercing. I’m a little disappointed when his quick scan of me doesn’t linger on my curves. He files in beside me, his long black jacket billowing with his stride.
“What floor?” My fingers hover over the elevator buttons, prepared to hit whichever level he gives me.
The man shoves his gloved hands into his jacket pockets. He doesn’t look up as he replies. “Six.”
“Oh.” I smile, but my heart does an anxious little skip. “We’re going to the same place, then.”
I wonder what he’s doing here.
My apartment complex isn’t grand. It’s actually pretty shitty compared to most others, but it’s moderately affordable and the studio rooms are big enough to feel comfortable. There’s a doorman manning the doors, too, which cuts down on crime.
This place is a typical setting for normal people.
The man beside me, however, isnotnormal.
He belongs inside some faraway mansion, with the paparazzi being held at bay outside the gates.
We’re both silent on the ride up, with nothing but the buzz of the walls to break the palpable tension. My hands are sweating, so subtly, I wipe them on my pants. Peeking through my lashes, I realize the man is staring straight ahead at the elevator doors.
I’m a nobody. Completely out of his league.
But,fuck, I’d do whatever he asked to change that.
Ding. Ding. Ding.Finally, we arrive at our floor. The elevator chimes once more before opening, and as soon as the gap is wide enough to exit, the man fleas. I trail behind him, watching as his dark suit shifts with his movements.
This hallway splits in the back, leading either left or right. I hold my breath, wondering which direction he’ll take, and then nearly choking when he turns to the right.
No way.
I pick up my pace, heart racing as I watch him continue past every door. After a few seconds, it’s obvious that he’s not stopping at any of my theorized destinations. The crazy couple in room 210 seem like they might host sketchy individuals, but he rushes past their faded doormat.
The single mom in room 215? She’s model-level beautiful, but… No, he passes her wreathed entrance like it’s nothing.
There’s only one other room…
I halt outside my door, jingling my keys. He stops just ahead, at the second to last room on this side of the floor. He fishes a single key from his jacket pocket, it’s metallic finish dancing in his black suede grasp.
My curiosity eats at me, and before he can slide his key into the lock, I let one nervous laugh slip between my lips. “Cleaning the apartment before you show it to renters?”
The man’s dark eyes dart toward me, his gaze widening as if he’s just noticed I’ve been following him. He smiles, showing a dazzling row of perfectly straight teeth. “Hardly.”
And with that, he enters his room, slamming the door behind him.
I place a shaking hand over my heart. “Shit.” With trembling fingers, I unlock my door and push into my room.
