Book Bitch by Ashleigh Royce

Author:Ashleigh Royce [Royce, Ashleigh]
Language: eng
Format: epub
ISBN: 1495217787
Amazon: B00I0HTZ1A
Publisher: Limitless Publishing LLC
Published: 2014-01-23T00:00:00+00:00

Chapter Thirteen

Since the day had taken its toll on Rebecca, I sent her home in a cab and told her I’d come to her place at noon.

“Come earlier, so I can spend time with you.”

“Well, I’m going to run in the morning. What time do you want me to come?”

She looked at me with playful eyes. “I always want you to come.” She winked. “Why don’t you run to me?” Her playfully suggestive tone stirred my insides. It gave me an idea. I kissed her forehead and told the cabbie where to take her.

When I woke up the next morning, I packed a small knapsack with clean clothes and my dress shoes. I left a light on in the living room and locked my front door. Mrs. Whitney was exiting her apartment, too.

“Good morning, Mrs. Whitney. What are you doing out so early?”

“Oh Alex, good morning. I’m heading out to get the newspaper. It gives me a reason to wake up every day. What about you?”

“I’m going for a run. Slacked off for a few days. Have to get back into the routine.”

She smiled and tilted her head, the way she always did before she mentioned her niece. “Did I ever tell you about my niece, Jessica? She’s a lovely girl. She’s moving here to New York in the spring.”

“Yes, Mrs. Whitney. You’ve mentioned your niece. That’s great that she’ll be so close to you then. Well, I have to get to running. Enjoy your weekend, Mrs. Whitney.”

She waved. “You too, Alex.”

Heading straight down Seventh Avenue, I didn’t stop running until I was on Rebecca’s street. When I rang her buzzer, my tee shirt was stuck to my body. Sweat ran down my head. I’m sure I looked quite scary. What was I thinking? She’ll be all grossed out when she sees me. I didn’t care, as long as I could see her, for just a moment. I promised myself I’d drop the shoes off and take the train home.

When she opened the door, she jumped into my arms before I could protest. “I’m all sweaty,” I yelled.

“I don’t care. I’ve missed you.” Her grip around my neck was tight. She adjusted her stance and kissed me, as if she hadn’t seen me in weeks rather than hours. “You really did run to me, didn’t you?”

“I missed you, too,” I said, blushing slightly.

She stood back and let me into the apartment. “Would you like some water?”

“That would be great.” I followed her to the kitchen, where she reached into the fridge and handed me a bottle of water. I guzzled it in one tilt of my head.

“Want another?”

“Nah, I’m good for now.”

She inched up to me as close as she could without touching me. “You need to shower.”

“Oh sorry. Am I offensive?” I tried smelling myself.

She laughed. “Yes. Now let’s get you into that bathroom and strip off your clothes.” Her comment made me realize the shower was not only to get me clean but to allow her to be dirty.

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