Total pages in book: 92
Estimated words: 85154 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 426(@200wpm)___ 341(@250wpm)___ 284(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 85154 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 426(@200wpm)___ 341(@250wpm)___ 284(@300wpm)
“If I didn’t, it wasn’t intentional,” I tell her, “or I was in a rush.” I stop talking when Ashley comes back and puts the calamari and boneless wings in front of us in the middle of the table.
“You are so full of shit, Levi, and you’re lucky I like you most days,” Eva fires back as the calamari comes to the table. “And you are buying me dinner.”
“Okay, so what do you think I should tell Stefano?” I ask as I grab a piece of calamari while she tells me what I should do. We spend more than three hours in the restaurant and, as always, it feels like twenty minutes.
“Call me when you get home,” I remind her as I open her car door for her. She gets on her tippy-toes and kisses my cheek.
“Are you even going to be alone?” she asks and I nod. Usually, I would try to meet up with someone, but not tonight. I am legit dead on my feet.
“I’m going home and I’m going straight to my shower,” I inform her as she gets in the car. “Drive safe.”
“Will do,” she confirms, and I close the car door as I step away for her to back up. I hold up my hand and watch her as she drives away, getting into my car and making my way home.
When I get to the parking lot, I enter the code as the black garage door slowly opens for me. I advance my car and drive to my assigned parking spot. I pop the trunk and take out my black bag before slamming it shut and heading to the door on the side where the elevators are.
I press the up button and wait for one of the two doors to open. The phone beeps in my pocket, so I pull it out seeing a text.
Marianna: Hey, you free tonight? Was thinking we could hang out.
That is code for she wants to hook up. Marianna and I have been hooking up for the past two years. Not frequent enough to call us a couple, but often enough for me to know that she is in the mood. I’m about to answer her when I hear a ping telling me the elevator is here. I step in and press the forty-four button.
I’m about to pull up the text thread and answer Marianna when the elevator door opens, and I see a couple of my neighbors who live in the building. We say hello to each other and chitchat about the weather right before they get off on the floor below me. I put my phone in my pocket when the elevator door opens finally at my stop. Grabbing the keys from my bag, I walk all the way down the hall to the end. Sliding my key inside the big brown door, I unlock it before I push it open.
The beeping alarm has me stop to put in the code. I toss the keys on the glass table at the door before turning on the lights. I walk into the open-concept condo, kicking off my shoes. The whole wall facing me is all windows, it’s why I bought the place. The sun comes at just the right time during the day and it has a wraparound terrace. The furniture is very modern, something that came with the place, which is another reason I bought it. The only thing I brought into this apartment was my bed. I walk to the right, heading into my room and turning on lights.
The king-size bed sits in the middle of the room in front of the black wall, the beige material headboard sticking up in the back. I walk over to the walk-in closet on the side, dumping my bag in there. The phone beeps again in my pocket and I take it out as I head back out to my bed, sitting down on it. I’m about to answer the text when Eva’s name comes on the screen that she’s calling. I press the green button. “Did you miss me that much?”
“Levi.” Her voice has me standing, shivers running up my back. My heart pounds faster than it was a couple of seconds ago and the only thing running through my head now is getting to her. I rush back to the front door. “Levi,” she says my name again, this time her voice cracking.
“Where are you?” I ask, running as I put my shoes on, the fear shooting up my spine. “Eva,” I call her name when she doesn’t answer me.
“Oh my God, Levi,” she chokes out again, and I’m grabbing my keys and slamming the door shut behind me. I pull up her contact on my phone and press location, seeing she’s at her house.
“I’m coming to you,” I assure her. “I’ll be there in ten minutes.”