Falling Star Valentine by E.D. Parr

Author:E.D. Parr [Parr, E.D.]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Evernight Publishing
Published: 0101-01-01T00:00:00+00:00

Chapter Seven

Dale busied himself paying and Valentine got out of the cab and helped taking the luggage from the trunk.

Dale stared after the cab as it drove away. That’s it then, I’m here. He turned and looked at the apartment building. The paintwork on the frames and balconies was fresh and in a shade of green Dale couldn’t name but liked instantly.

Valentine stood beside him holding the duffle bag.

Gratitude welled up in Dale’s heart. He didn’t have to enter the place alone and drift around an empty apartment wondering if he’d made the right decision in coming back to the city. He glanced at Valentine. “Okay, let’s check the place out.” He grabbed his suitcase handle and trundled it to the stoop.

Valentine grabbed the bottom of the case to help Dale get it up the steps. “What if you don’t like it? What if it is a dump?”

Dale grinned as he answered. “We’re stuck with it, babe. I took a six month lease.”

Valentine froze for a few seconds. “Babe?”

Dale gazed at him over the suitcase length, stunned. I called him babe… “It’s, um, it’s a term of endearment.” He pulled on the case and Valentine responded.

They were through the double doors into the foyer of the apartment building. Dale stopped and looked around. Three lockable mailboxes lined one wall. The gleaming tiled floor widened into a large area with a hall table and a massive, dainty-leaved fern in a white pot. There was no elevator. A staircase, carpeted in dove-gray, led to the next two floors.

“It doesn’t look like a dump. Even in my limited experience it’s very elegant … so far.” Valentine smiled at him.

Dale set off for the stairs. His apartment was on the second floor.

Valentine gave him a hand with the suitcase again and as they bumped it up the treads, Dale’s imagination ran wild. Here I am with a delicious guy moving into what, from the lobby, looks like a great place. His kiss is to die for, and he seems to want me … could this be the start of something good? It would be so nice to have him around. We could get dinner, walk in the park, see movies … it would be so nice to have someone to share stuff with… He looked at Valentine, whose glossy dark hair fell over his forehead as he held the suitcase bottom. Dale enjoyed the sight of Valentine’s broad shoulders and muscled arms obvious in the black jacket. His heart gave a thud as Valentine glanced up at him with love clear in those sky-blue eyes.

On the landing, he found the new keys in his inside jacket pocket. He went along to the end where the door to his apartment was painted creamy-white, and the number was silver metal, affixed to the door in a jazzy pattern.

He glanced at Valentine as he unlocked the door. He pushed it open and wheeled his suitcase into the place that was to become his new home. The corridor leading to the living area had doors leading off it.

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