We climb into a waiting car and I listen to him be his charming self as we drive to Robert’s apartment, a condo on the middle floor of a towering high-rise.
“No hotel?” I jest, not actually all that bothered about where I stay, it’s just nice to feel safe for the first time in weeks.
He wags his brows at me and holds my shoulders, taking me to the floor-to-ceiling windows overlooking a balcony and Seattle itself.
“Oh God… you have a hot tub. What the frick?” I laugh because I’m not surprised. “This place is as bachelor pad as it gets.”
“Right?”
He calls for me when he crosses the open space, passing a large L-shaped black leather couch. I follow him to what looks to be my room and sit on the comfy bed.
“It’s new bedding, never been slept in, washed thoroughly. I know how your quirky little brain works.”
I flop back and he flops next to me.
“Selfie,” he announces, his tone high and dramatic. When he raises his phone, I smile like a normal person and laugh when he takes two more.
“What are you… Kim K?”
“Duh. Look at my ass.” He gets up and shakes it a little. It’s a nice ass. “Hurry up, settle in, I’ve got to take you out again.”
“Okie dokie.” I relax for ten minutes before I check my phone for the first time since landing after sending texts to announce my safe arrival.
Laurie: Woohoo! Enjoy :D
Ezra: Wish I could be there. Call me when you can.
Ezra: Are you with Robert? He just posted a picture on Insta.
Laurie: I hope you hate Seattle and decide to stay, just so you know.
I respond to Laurie first.
Rose: Miss you.