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I finished my laundry, and now am reading through my finished paper. I am so relieved to have it all done. I decide I had better give my bank account a look, since I know my cell phone bill and rent are due soon. I log in and see that my savings is starting to deplete quickly.

“Shit!” I’m going to have to get another job. When my mom passed away, she had life insurance. When I turned eighteen, I got a sizable amount of money. I worked my ass off in high school so I pay very little for school. Most of it is covered by scholarships. I don’t like my savings to get low, so every now and then I will pick up a part time job. This way I can replace the money that I have used. Looks like it’s time to go through the classifieds.

I have been looking through the classifieds for a while. There is no place exciting hiring right now. I once worked at a book store, which I loved. Then I also worked at a record store. That was a lot of fun, with a totally different crowd then the bookstore. Unfortunately, this time it looks like I’m going to have to settle for a waitressing position. It’s not like I haven’t done it before, it’s just not my first choice. Just as I’m starting to feel down, my phone chirps. I pick it up and see I have a text from Campbell.

Campbell: Hey, beautiful. Did you get everything done today?

He is just so freaking thoughtful. I text back right away.

Me: Yes I did. Thanks for asking. How did unpacking go?

Campbell: We actually got a lot done. I’d say we should be done in a day or two.

Me: WOW! You guys kicked ass.

Campbell: That’s how we do it over here. ;) Everything else good?

Me: Yes and no. Everything is good, except I realize it’s time for me to get a part time job. The only one hiring now is for a waitress. Not my favorite, but I need to replace savings money.

Campbell: Oh man sorry baby, that sucks. I’ll be a frequent visitor though. :)

Me: Well it doesn’t sound so crummy anymore.

We continue our chat for a while just talking about nothing. What we are doing, what are we watching on TV, things like that. Until I realize it’s getting late and I need to get to bed in order to have myself up and to class on time.

Me: It’s getting late and I have an early class. I should really get to bed.

Campbell: Just the thought of you in bed, while I am across the hall is killing me Kenz. Get some sleep. Text or call me when you are home from school. Sweet dreams, beautiful.

Me: You can make me blush in a text Campbell. I will have sweet dreams now. Dream of me.

Campbell: Always xo

I climb into bed and know for sure I will have sweet dreams tonight of Campbell.

I am waiting by the elevator for Kenz to make it up stairs. It’s been two weeks since our first date. She had to work tonight. On her break she texted me. One thing leads to another and we started dirty texting. I thought I was going to come in my pants when she went to the bathroom and sent me a picture of her tits. We still haven’t had sex and it is killing me. After the dirty texting, I decide there is no way I can wait anymore. As much as I love the oral sex, it’s time we make this official. My feelings for her have just continued to grow over the last couple of weeks, and I am pretty sure I am in love with her. I’ve only been in love one other time, but what I felt for that girl pales in comparison to what I feel for Kenz.

The elevator pings and I look up to see my girl. She takes my fucking breath away. I give her the grin that I have learned does things to her and pull her to me. I am never as happy as I am when she is in my arms.

She rests her cheek above my heart and I whisper in her ear, “Kenz, I have literally been walking around with a hard on since you texted me. I need you, beautiful.” I hear her sharp intake of breath.

She squeezes me tighter before saying, “I need you too Campbell.”

Thank God. I kiss her cheek and grab her hand to lead her to my apartment. It is Friday, so thankfully we both have nothing tomorrow.

She giggles and says, “Wait. I need to go home first.” I look over to see that she is serious. I’ve waited this long, what the fuck is a little longer.

“Okay fine. I’ll pick you up in a half hour. Is that enough time?”

She lifts up on her toes to give me a quick kiss and says, “Perfect.”

With that, she walks in her apartment and closes the door.

I check the clock again for the millionth time. How the fuck is time moving so slow? I came home, showered, changed my sheets, lite candles, and put the rose pedals on the bed that I had bought earlier. All that only took ten minutes and I’ve been checking the clock for another ten. Twenty fucking minutes. I still have ten more.

“Damn dude, fucking relax. Your acting like this is the first time you’re going to have sex.” Young so gently points out.

“Fuck off, Young. It’s different with Kenz, how many fucking times do I need to tell you that! Why the hell are you still here anyway? I thought you were going to meet Dick at the bar?”

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