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think of anything. Maybe the guys and I are more reserved than the other residents, but we don’t hear any loud noises or gossip. And they never complained about us and our parties either. As for the building per se, everything is always clean and the elevator has never stopped working once in the three years we live here.”
I glanced around the living room, trying to imagine my regular day if I lived here for three months. Me coming in the front door every afternoon, taking my shoes off, throwing my purse on the couch, going into the kitchen, fixing something to eat, maybe taking a warm shower, then lounging on the couch or the bed and watching some TV, or reading a nice book, or maybe drawing a little more. I liked it.
“It can’t be this easy.”
“You say that as if nothing was ever easy in your life,” Gui said, serious.
“It’s not that. It’s just … this is all happening too fast, and the pieces are all fitting so perfectly. Unfortunately, nothing in life is perfect.”
“Maybe things don’t need to be perfect, but just right for you.” Gui took a piece of paper from his pocket and handed it to me. “Here. The name and phone number of the owner. Who knows? Maybe the price he’s asking for rent is absurd. There goes the perfection.”
I laughed, amused over how Gui could always make any situation less dire. “Thanks.” I picked up the paper and put it in my purse.
“When he left the keys, he mentioned that the repairs should be done by the middle of next week. Sooner than planned.”
“That’s … great.”
“Want more time, or did you see everything you needed?”
“I think I’m done here.”
Gui locked the door and walked to the elevator a few steps in front of me. His cell phone rang as the elevator doors opened. He picked his phone up to check, walking into the elevator with his eyes on the screen. I reached for the control panel, intent on pressing the lobby button since Gui was busy, but he did it to, and his fingers brushed against mine. A shock ran up my arm, warming my core.
I pulled away lightning fast. “Sorry,” I mumbled.
With a lopsided smile, he glanced at me. “It’s okay.”
It was okay, just it wasn’t. Suddenly, I became aware that the two of us were alone, trapped inside the elevator, even if only for a couple of seconds. He could change. He could become angry and violent. He could advance on me, hit me, kiss me by force. He could push me against the wall and—
Hands shaking, I let out a shuddering breath. No, no, no. I wouldn’t let my mind go there. Come on, this was Gui. Leo’s cousin. Leo, who was perfect and was marrying my perfect sister. Gui couldn’t be a bad guy. He just couldn’t.
I noticed Gui looking at me from the corner of his eyes, his forehead creased. Gosh, what was he thinking? Option one: What is the problem with this girl? Option two: I want to hurt her.
As soon as the elevator doors opened, I bolted and didn’t stop until I was on the sidewalk outside the building.
His hands in his jeans’ pockets, Gui caught up with me, though he must have sensed the war in me, the way the panic weaved through my system, because he kept at least five feet between us.
“T-thank you for showing me the apartment,” I said, my voice showing a hint of my instability.
“You’re welcome.”
“Bye.” I turned to leave and walked a couple of steps, concentrating on putting one foot in front of the other.
“Hil?”
I glanced over my shoulder. “Y-yeah?”
He stared at me for a moment. “Drive safe.”
I nodded and walked away. My feet screamed at me to run, to bolt, and to hide in my car before anyone saw me freaking out. Worst, before Gui saw me freaking out. But as a good girl, I took one step at a time, focusing on slowing my breathing and the hard beating of my heart.
I slipped inside my car and took a deep breath. I would have let it out, my panic, my fear, my cry, if it weren’t for Gui still standing in front of his building,
I glanced around the living room, trying to imagine my regular day if I lived here for three months. Me coming in the front door every afternoon, taking my shoes off, throwing my purse on the couch, going into the kitchen, fixing something to eat, maybe taking a warm shower, then lounging on the couch or the bed and watching some TV, or reading a nice book, or maybe drawing a little more. I liked it.
“It can’t be this easy.”
“You say that as if nothing was ever easy in your life,” Gui said, serious.
“It’s not that. It’s just … this is all happening too fast, and the pieces are all fitting so perfectly. Unfortunately, nothing in life is perfect.”
“Maybe things don’t need to be perfect, but just right for you.” Gui took a piece of paper from his pocket and handed it to me. “Here. The name and phone number of the owner. Who knows? Maybe the price he’s asking for rent is absurd. There goes the perfection.”
I laughed, amused over how Gui could always make any situation less dire. “Thanks.” I picked up the paper and put it in my purse.
“When he left the keys, he mentioned that the repairs should be done by the middle of next week. Sooner than planned.”
“That’s … great.”
“Want more time, or did you see everything you needed?”
“I think I’m done here.”
Gui locked the door and walked to the elevator a few steps in front of me. His cell phone rang as the elevator doors opened. He picked his phone up to check, walking into the elevator with his eyes on the screen. I reached for the control panel, intent on pressing the lobby button since Gui was busy, but he did it to, and his fingers brushed against mine. A shock ran up my arm, warming my core.
I pulled away lightning fast. “Sorry,” I mumbled.
With a lopsided smile, he glanced at me. “It’s okay.”
It was okay, just it wasn’t. Suddenly, I became aware that the two of us were alone, trapped inside the elevator, even if only for a couple of seconds. He could change. He could become angry and violent. He could advance on me, hit me, kiss me by force. He could push me against the wall and—
Hands shaking, I let out a shuddering breath. No, no, no. I wouldn’t let my mind go there. Come on, this was Gui. Leo’s cousin. Leo, who was perfect and was marrying my perfect sister. Gui couldn’t be a bad guy. He just couldn’t.
I noticed Gui looking at me from the corner of his eyes, his forehead creased. Gosh, what was he thinking? Option one: What is the problem with this girl? Option two: I want to hurt her.
As soon as the elevator doors opened, I bolted and didn’t stop until I was on the sidewalk outside the building.
His hands in his jeans’ pockets, Gui caught up with me, though he must have sensed the war in me, the way the panic weaved through my system, because he kept at least five feet between us.
“T-thank you for showing me the apartment,” I said, my voice showing a hint of my instability.
“You’re welcome.”
“Bye.” I turned to leave and walked a couple of steps, concentrating on putting one foot in front of the other.
“Hil?”
I glanced over my shoulder. “Y-yeah?”
He stared at me for a moment. “Drive safe.”
I nodded and walked away. My feet screamed at me to run, to bolt, and to hide in my car before anyone saw me freaking out. Worst, before Gui saw me freaking out. But as a good girl, I took one step at a time, focusing on slowing my breathing and the hard beating of my heart.
I slipped inside my car and took a deep breath. I would have let it out, my panic, my fear, my cry, if it weren’t for Gui still standing in front of his building,
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