Page 14 of Givin' Me Fitz!
“Yeah, so I’ve heard. We have a dog at the office, and our office manager puts boots on her when she’s taken for a walk. I thought it was a weird thing to do, but now I get it.”
Fitz took a seat on the chair to my right, and I was glad I’d moved the table into the shade of the house so we didn’t burn our asses sitting on the wire chairs.
“So, what do you think? Is this the first place you’ve looked at?” I absolutely didn’t know what to say to the guy.
It was weird, talking to someone who I wasn’t trying to get in bed—yet. Eventually, I would, but maybe that was just me being cocky?
“I, uh, I just saw an apartment on South Jones. Third floor walk-up. I only thought they had those in New York. I’m supposed to see a place this afternoon at two, but I really like this house. I’m not a fan of apartment living, really. When could I move in?”
Fitz had an incredible smile surrounded by a neatly trimmed goatee. There was a little silver mixed in with the blond, but on him, it was gorgeous. Two plump pink lips that would look incredible around my cock.
He was staring at me as though he was waiting for an answer. “Uh, sorry?”
“I asked when I could move in. I mean, I love the place, and there’s a garage for my truck to keep it out of the sun. I’ll need furniture, but I can rent some stuff, and it’s not far from the office. I’d like to take it unless you’ve promised it to someone else.”
That was a lucky fucking break. “I can give you the key now if you want it. Uh, there’s some furniture in the garage and a bed frame if you’d like to use it. Hell, I can help you move it in now.”
The furniture had been Aunt Janice’s, but I’d moved it out of the house for Mrs. Steele because she had her own furniture. Aunt Janice’s furniture was under tarps, so I was pretty sure it was fine.
“That would be great. I’ll go to the bank and get a cashier’s check for the deposit and first month’s rent. Are we still on for dinner tonight? I can sign the lease then.” He gave me another hypnotizing grin.
I hadn’t even thought about the lease. What the hell was wrong with me? The guy had me wrapped around his finger in record time.
Fitz turned in his chair. “Exactly why do you want to have dinner? With me, I mean. I’m sure you eat dinner all the time, but—”
I laughed. “I do have a pesky habit of eating dinner every night.”
“So why me? I mean, why would you invite me to dinner? I’m sure you have a lot more options for company, and I’m damn sure I’ve got about twenty years on ya.”
“How old do you feel?” Age was just a number, but how old he felt was more important to me.
Fitz chuckled. “Some days a hundred. Some days twenty-five.”
“I can relate to that. So, yes, I’m holding you to our date. I’ll meet you at The Bootlegger at eight, but I’ll be there at seven thirty to have a drink so I’m not nervous.” I might as well be honest.
Fitz grinned. “Well, you’ll probably find me at the bar when you come in. I’ll save you a seat.”
“You got it. Let me get you the garage door opener and the extra key. I have a key, but I won’t use it unless there’s an emergency. There’s a kid across the street I pay a hundred bucks a month to sweep the porch and the sidewalk after the landscapers come through to clean up debris and make sure the underground watering system is watering on the right days the county has established. The boy’s name is Elgin Tan. He’s thirteen and a real sweet kid but watch out. He’s always looking to scam you for something.”
Fitz laughed. “I’ll be sure to pay him. See you tonight at seven-ish? I’m looking forward to it.”
We stood and he followed me inside. I stopped at the kitchen drawer where I kept the extra key and the garage door opener, handing him both. “There’s an attic crawl space, but I don’t think there’s anything up there except the heating unit and the filters.”
Fitz extended his hand. “I’m glad you’re gonna be my landlord. It’s funny we didn’t know it was us, but I think that’s lucky.”
God, I didn’t want him to go, but we both had other things to do. He was so tempting that it was hard for me to keep my cool.
I cleared my throat. “Uh, yeah. Me too. We can work out the details another time. I just wanna get to know you tonight and not worry about business. Okay?”
The smile I got was unbelievable. “I’m lookin’ forward to it.” That southern drawl had my dick perking up, though I discreetly pushed it down and hoped he didn’t notice.
I walked him out to his vehicle. “Nice truck.” I looked over the navy double cab F-150 pickup. It wasn’t new, which was smart, but it had been taken care of.
Fitz patted the side panel. “I got it today. Greeley told me not to waste money on a new truck. People drive like they’re in the Indy 500 out here.”
We both laughed. He wasn’t wrong.
I opened the door for him. “I’ll see you tonight.”
