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He put his hand on the small of my back as he walked me to his Mercedes and opened the door for me.
“Are you hungry?” he asked as he slid into the driver’s seat. “How about a celebratory dinner now that finals are finished?”
“I’d love to, Kyzer, but I’m expecting my stepfather at some point this afternoon or evening. He is driving me home to Falls Church for the holidays. I’m just not sure what time because he has to meet with some law enforcement locally. Hey, how about when you drop me off, coming in and I’ll treat us to a delivered pizza?”
“Sounds great,” he said with a smile.
He had dimples that were adorable. He had a baby face going on big time. It was so cute, I could eat him up.
We headed to my apartment. I phoned in our pizza order. They said they would deliver in about thirty minutes. I saw that Darcy had left a note on the refrigerator for me.
Lindsey,
Left for home early. I’ll be in touch over the holidays. Be careful. Love ya!
Darce
“Would you like a beer or a glass of wine?” I asked Kyzer.
“A beer would be great,” he said, shrugging off his jacket and taking a seat on the sofa.
“Coming right up.”
Between Darcy, Jill and Gabe (who was here a great deal of the time) there was always beer and wine on hand.
I grabbed a beer from the fridge, and poured it into a beer glass for him. I poured a glass of wine for myself.
I sat down next to him and we toasted the end of fall semester.
“What are your plans for the holidays?” I asked him.
“I leave tomorrow to fly home to Naples. I’m just going to chill with the fam, catch up on my reading, do a bit of partying, I’m sure."
“I bet Florida is nice about now,” I commented.
“Yes. I am definitely going to do some beach time. Why don’t you think about coming down for a few days, Lindsey?”
“Oh, Kyzer, I appreciate the invitation and trust me; there is no place I would rather not be for the next few weeks than D.C., but my mother would have a fit.”
“I understand,” he said, taking a swig of his beer. “You have my cell phone number. If you should change your mind, please call. My father has a private jet. It would be no problem to send our pilot to pick you up. I really mean it, Lindsey.”
The truth was I knew that he did. Kyzer was simply one of the nicest people that I had met of the male gender in a very, very long time.
“I promise, Kyzer,” I said, taking his hand into mine. “You’ve become such a good friend to me. I really appreciate your chauffeuring me around like you have.”
“Nonsense,” he said, waving his hand at me to let me know that it was no problem. “I don’t like that fact that someone has violated your feeling of security. I hope things work out, Lindsey.”
I wasn’t sure exactly what he meant by that, but I didn’t have much time to ponder it when the doorbell rang. Our pizza was here.
Kyzer and I devoured the pizza, talking about our families, our classes and our roommates. He was so congenial and funny. I was so comfortable around Kyzer. I had sipped another glass of wine, Kyzer had downed another beer.
Before I knew it, it was nearly 6:00 p.m. I hadn’t heard a thing from Slate, but then I saw that my cell phone battery had died.
Oops!
I hurriedly put it on the charger in the kitchen just as someone pressed the doorbell to the apartment multiple times, and immediately began pounding on the door.
Holy crap!
