He laughed. “Looks like it's got room for two.”
“Now you're just being mean.” I said turning towards him, and wrapping my arms around his neck.
“Do you still want me to stay tonight?” He asked, before softly kissing my lips.
“Yes. Why wouldn't I?”
He shrugged. “You're already settled in. What do you need me for?”
“I can think of a few things.” I said, raising my brows suggestively.
He winked, before scooping me up into a princess hold. I squealed, and he peppered kisses all over my face as he carried me over to the bed. Without warning he dropped me down onto it, and I fell into a fit of laughter. With a smirk on his face, and mischief in his eyes, he climbed on top of me so that he was hovering just above me.
My breath caught in my throat, and I reached up to touch his face. He closed his eyes, and leaned into my touch, before kissing the palm of my hand.
“Ronnie!” Morgan called, as she walked into my room. “My phone's dead- shit! I'm sorry!”
Owen and I laughed, as he rolled over me to lay down on the other side of the bed.
“It's our fault. We should have shut the door.” I said, sitting so that I could talk to her. “What's up?”
“My phone's dead, and I was going to see if you wanted to order pizza? The television service isn't hooked up yet, but the internet is. Maybe we could find something to watch on Netflix? Unless you, and Owen already had plans.”
I glanced over at Owen then, and he gave me a slight nod.
“Sounds good. I'll get something ordered.”
“I'll figure out the Netflix situation.” She said, before turning on her heel to leave.
I rolled to my side then, and gave Owen a sweet smile.
“Thank you for that.” I said.
“It's your first night as room mates. I kind of feel like I'm intruding.”
“You're not. I'm actually really glad you're here with me.”
“You are?” He asked in a flirty tone.
“Yes.” I giggled. “I wasn't ready to sleep alone just yet.”
“Me neither.” He admitted.
I leaned over to give him a kiss then, before rolling to my other side so that I could go grab my phone. When it wasn't in my purse, I checked my bags, and when I couldn't find it there either, I realized that I must have left it in the truck. I grabbed my keys from the kitchen counter, and let them both know that I'd be right back.
Luckily, the elevator was empty so my ride down wasn't quite as bad as my ride up. The doorman smiled at me politely when I passed him, and I quickly jogged through the parking lot until I reached the truck. Just as I thought, my phone was sitting in the little cubby I'd left it in. The GPS was still set to the apartment complex, so I cleared it before shoving it into the back pocket of my shorts.
I took my time on my way back to the building, admiring the foliage and scenery that surrounded it. As modern as it was, It still felt warm in a way. It was a surreal feeling to finally be here. I realized then that I hadn't called my parents yet. I made a mental note to do so as soon as I ordered dinner.
The doorman greeted me with the same friendly smile he'd seen me off with, and I smiled back politely. I wasn't sure if I'd ever get used to this kind of thing. It all felt a little too high end for my taste, but I definitely wasn't complaining about having my own bathroom.
The elevator door was just about to close, when I jogged towards it.
“Hold the elevator please!” I called out, and a hand shot in between the doors stopping it just in time.
“Thank you!” I laughed, as the doors dinged open revealing the one person that I never wanted to see again.
“Hey baby girl.” Derek smiled weakly.
I started to back up, but the doors had already closed behind me. I could feel my heart quickening in my chest, and suddenly I was finding it hard to breathe. He took a step towards me, and I thought I might hyperventilate. The elevator hit the second floor, and that's when Derek reached around me to pull the emergency stop button.
“What- what are you doing?” I stammered, as I put some distance between us.
“We need to talk.” He said. “When you gave me your new number I thought that you were ready, but then you just blocked me again.”
“I have nothing to say to you.”
“Then just listen.”
I knew that if I fought him, he'd just keep trying. So I nodded my head, and I let him talk.
“I'm sorry for hurting you. I want you to know that the reason I still came to New York has nothing to do with you. It turns out there are a lot of things that my mom has been keeping from me. I have family ties here, and I think it's time that I explored those.”
“What does any of that have to do with me?” I asked defiantly.
“I didn't come here for you, but I still want to be with you. I still love you, Ronnie. All I've wanted since we were in high school is to marry you one day. To start a family with you. I know deep down you still want that too.”
I shook my head. “No. I don't. Not with you. Not anymore.”
“I've given you time, and space. What more do you want from me?”
“I want you to leave me alone.” I said with conviction.
He took three purposeful steps towards me, and placed his hands on either side of my head against the elevator doors. My eyes grew wide as he inched his face closer, and closer to mine. I used his distraction to my advantage, and reached along the wall to release the emergency
