The job sounds great.
Doctor was cute, and he told me
that he was attracted to me
I smirk and hit send. That’s something I never thought I’d write.
A message bounces straight back from Brooke.
What the fuck?
I giggle and another message from Jo comes in.
Are you for real?
Serial sleazeball or what?
I smile as I type.
100% Call you later.
Nathan comes back to the table with my drink, and I stuff my phone into my bag. “Thank you.” I smile. “What have you been doing?”
He slides into his seat. “I think I finally found an apartment. I look at it tomorrow.”
I roll my eyes into my glass of wine. “You don’t need another apartment.”
“Your apartment is too small for us.”
“You have your own gigantic apartment across town. If my apartment is too small, you can always go home, you know.”
“Stop it.” He gives a subtle shake of his head. “I like to stay with you in your apartment with your things around us.”
“But I’m happy where I am.”
“What’s the problem? Your rent will be the same. Nothing will change for you except you’ll get to live in a bigger place.”
“Yes, but that means you will lose out financially. Plus, we won’t always stay together. What happens when we meet someone? What happens then?”
“Then it’s your apartment and I will stay at my place.”
“I don’t need a bigger apartment.”
“I do. I need an office and I need to be able to keep some clothes at your place. I need a treadmill so I can run if I get caught up at work late. Your apartment has one bedroom, Eliza; it’s way too small.”
“You have all those things at your place.” I scoff, how many times do we have to have this conversation? “You can stay there if you want those things.”
“Stop pissing me off, Eliza,” he snaps. “I’m not having this conversation with you. I’m finding an apartment, and I’m getting it, and you will fucking love it when I do.”
I smirk against my glass. Controlling prick. If the truth be known, I really do want a bigger apartment but I don’t like the idea of him having to pay for it.
“Oh.” As if remembering something, he reaches into the inside chest pocket of his suit and pulls out an envelope. “I got you something.”
“What is it?”
“Open it.”
“I love surprises.”