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I'm certainly not taking her back to my place. But I wanna get naked with her again.
Well, there are always her boogeymen!
“My Lady Fair, I know I am probably being presumptuous in assuming that you have had no Boogeyman Inspection since moving to your new place? Right?”
To my relief and delight, Beatrice burst out laughing! “Well,Jumping Jupiter! You did mention that earlier. You must be reading minds! I was just thinking this very minute that I would be terrified to go back home right now because I haven't had that inspection done.” Her eyes sparkled as she burst out in uproarious laughter and roped me in with some of my own.
“Well, Lady Beatrice, there is no time like the present to remedy that problem,” I whispered conspiratorially over the table into her ear. “However, if you have other plans, or need it to be carried out by another inspector...”
It was only a gentlemanly thing to do to give her an out, right?
Say yes, say yes, say yes.
“Yee Gads, Kind Sir! I definitely have not engaged the services of any other inspectors! Do you have time in your appointment calendar to fit in an inspection this evening?”
I shot a victory arm in the air (in my own mind at least).
Don't show your relief to her. But boy, am I happy!
“Well, let's enjoy the rest of our dinner, Lady Beatrice. I think we have plenty of time to make it to our inspection date.”
I knew what I would like to have for dessert. She was sitting right across from me at the Greek restaurant table.
Chapter 16
Beatrice
Afteraleisurelydinnerwhere we both gladly ate almost two portions of everything, I sat back and looked at this handsome, chiseled, shy, and quiet man.
As he paid for dinner, I sat back and looked at this man whom I had rediscovered. I certainly have never had conversations this comfortable with a guy I'm planning on taking into my bed. Not even in college.
Don't think about him! He doesn't hold a candle to Hendrik! Not in any way I could name.
I chatter all the way to my apartment. I watch this man closely as I do, because I am so aware of my cousins’ frustration with me that I monopolize all conversations I'm part of. I watched this man carefully for reactions to my loud belting voice. My cousins have always told me that I could stand on stage at Carnegie Hall without a microphone and be heard in the last row of the balcony without any problem whatsoever.
Mom did always tell me to “own who I am.” But occasionally I did notice that wanting to impress someone for whatever reason had me doubting “who I am.”
He does seem rather relaxed. Not trying to shush me up. Not cringing.
Oooh, in fact, he actually seems like he's been paying attention to whatever I've been saying. Those little head bobs of his are cute.
Not to mention those tiny crinkles around his eyes before he starts to laugh.
Gah-ahh-ah-ly, is he handsome or what?!
We walk up three flights to my new apartment. When he doesn't roll his eyes at my three locks, I'm feeling even better about this guy. Especially when all he says about them is, “This looks pretty safe. But if I were you, I would change the lower lock to be a third key. A different key for each lock is a little extra layer of protection, right?” he added as he looked at me with a raised eyebrow.
“OK, I can do that sometime this week. So it's all about giving the boogeyman a little more work to do as he tries to break into my place?” I start to chuckle until I see that he is dead serious as he nods in agreement.
This man is actually concerned about my safety! I like it.
He does a repeat of the boogeyman search. Under the kitchen sink. In the built-in closet. Under my bed.
Before he finishes his search, I have stripped to my birthday suit.
Chapter 17
Hendrik
