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Two hours later I’m back home. I walk up to my condo holding a bottle of water in my left hand and plastic bags full of groceries hooked around both wrists. I swear my hands are turning purple at this point. Getting out my key from my right front pocket, I place it in the lock but can't wiggle it and hold the handle with one hand, so I move the bottle so it's between my armpit and body. Fighting with jiggling the key and holding the knob at the same time, I forget the bottle is there and it falls to the floor, the lid flying off on impact and water spills out all over the floor. Shit! Finally, the door opens. Not shutting it, I run into the kitchen, throwing all the bags onto the counter. I start searching through them, looking for the one with the paper towels I just bought at the store when my phone rings. Pulling it out of my back pocket, I see Jenna is calling.
“Hey,” I say into the phone.
“Hey, girl, what ya doing?” Jenna asks.
“Nothing, just got back from grocery shopping,” I answer out of breath.
I hear the main entrance door open and realize it must be Linc coming in.
“Oh shit! Hang on, Jenna, hot biker guy is gonna slip and fall in some water I spilled in the hallway.”
But it's too late, I hear a thud and then, “What the fuck?” coming from the hallway outside my door. Running to the door still holding the phone in my hand, I see him lying flat on his back. Groaning, he sits up, placing his hands in the water around him.
“Oh my God, are you okay?” I screech, looking down at him.
Anger fills his eyes. “What the fuck is this?” he shouts.
“I am so sorry; I dropped a bottle of water. I was just coming back out to clean it up.”
“Really? ’Cause it looks like you’re talking on the phone to me,” he seethes, pointing to the phone in my hand. Realizing I forgot Jenna was waiting I put the phone to my ear.
“Jenna?” I say into the phone, wondering if she is still there.
“What’s going on?” Jenna asks, concern in her voice.
“Linc just fell in the water I spilled in the hallway. I gotta go!” I reply quickly.
“Wait, who the fuck is Linc?” Jenna asks.
“Are you gonna get off that thing?” Linc’s voice is heavy with authority, stormy cold eyes stare at me pissed.
“Who the fuck is that?” Jenna barks, hearing Linc through my phone. She is protective and hearing him talk to me like a child clearly has her triggered.
“What?” I ask again. I’m getting confused trying to keep up with both of them talking.
“Who is that? I thought you said hot biker was the one who was gonna fall?” Jenna questions.
“Well?” Linc asks from the floor, quirking his eyebrows up, looking really mad. His jaw is tensed, brows narrowing in, and fists clenched.
“He did,” I answer Jenna while looking down at Linc.
“Then who the fuck is Linc?” Jenna nearly yells.
“Linc is hot biker guy!” I yell back, getting agitated.
“Wait. What?... So hot biker guy is Linc?” Jenna clarifies.
“Yes,” I sigh embarrassingly. Can the walls just close in and swallow me now?
“C, is he still there?” Jenna replies, almost whispering.
“Yes,” I state softly, trying to avoid eye contact. My cheeks warm and he can probably see my humiliation. He probably likes it.
“You do realize he just heard you call him hot biker guy, right?” Jenna’s voice is on the edge of laughter.
“Yup,” I mutter, mortified.
“Bahaha!” is all I hear before I hear Jenna drop her phone. Apparently, she's laughing so hard she can't hold on to it.
