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looked around and turned back to her. “Except that I have no idea what I’m looking for.”
“Right. Okay, we need something to cover your couch. A nice blanket of some sort. Maybe a rug, and a coffee table. And then a few things to go on your walls.” Erin walked over to a box of paintings. She sorted through them and found a few pictures of the skyline, and a country landscapes. “Something like this.”
Jake rubbed his chin while looking through them, then picked up a painting of a ranch. “I like this one. Reminds me of home.”
“Perfect. Now we can find other things to go along with it.” Erin found a few blankets and held them out. “Pick one for your couch.”
Jake glanced between them and then up at Erin. “What if I don’t like any of them?”
“Then we go somewhere else. This is your apartment so you have to like it.” Erin set them down and wandered through the store, while Jake looked at different trinkets.
“What about this rug?” Jake held up the corner of a large rug he found laying over a table in the corner.
Erin set down the lamp she’d been looking at and went back to him. “That would look good in your living room.”
Jake checked the price and his smile dropped. “Never mind. I’m not sure I need a rug right now.”
“Yes you do.” Erin rolled it up and put it under one arm. “It matches the picture. I’ll get it and you can pay me back. With interest.”
Jake stared at her for a moment before shaking his head. “I can’t let you do that. It’s too much.”
“Well, then, Happy Birthday.” She went to the front and paid for it, aware that Jake was staring at her from where they’d been standing. When she headed out of the store, he finally caught up.
“I told you not to get it.” His voice was harder than Erin had heard it before.
She turned and met his eyes. “You wanted my help, and I’m offering it. If you decide you don’t like the rug when your parents leave, I’ll put it in my own apartment, or give it to my cousin for her wedding.”
It took a few seconds before Jake relaxed. “You’re stubborn, you know that?”
Erin smiled mischievously. “You have no idea. Let’s head for the next store. Although, I recommend we head back toward our neighborhood. This thing is heavy.”
“Oh, sorry.” Jake took the rug from her and hefted it over his shoulder. “So we need blankets?”
“Yep, and some old dishes. I’d suggest a new paint job, but you probably don’t have time for that.”
Jake checked his watch. “Not really. The walls probably just need a good scrubbing. I haven’t really had the time, and the former tenants weren’t exactly clean.”
“That will definitely help.” Erin went downstairs to hop on the subway. “I could grab a taxi, but the rug won’t fit in the trunk.”
Jake glanced around. “Being down here is not my favorite.”
Erin’s eyes widened. “I’m sorry. I forgot about your issue with subways. We can figure out a way to make the taxi work if you want.”
“It’s fine.” He smiled, but it didn’t quite reach his eyes. “Which one do we get on?”
“There should be one coming soon. It’s the Seventh Avenue Express.”
Jake readjusted the rug on his shoulders and checked the map. “Yeah, I think we have about five minutes.”
Erin watched him as his eyes followed the different routes. His jaw was still clenched, and his shoulders were stiff. “Jake, if you need to go back up and take a taxi, we can do that. Really. I just figured this would be easy with that rug.”
“Thanks, but I’ll be fine. It’s time to become a New Yorker, right?” Jake winked at her and went back to the map.
“I guess so.” Erin’s phone buzzed, so she changed the picture to her other arm and pulled it out. “Hello?”
“You sound terrible. Where are you?” Debra said.
“I’m in the subway. Is everything okay?” Erin ran through her week’s schedule in her head, trying to figure out what she could have
“Right. Okay, we need something to cover your couch. A nice blanket of some sort. Maybe a rug, and a coffee table. And then a few things to go on your walls.” Erin walked over to a box of paintings. She sorted through them and found a few pictures of the skyline, and a country landscapes. “Something like this.”
Jake rubbed his chin while looking through them, then picked up a painting of a ranch. “I like this one. Reminds me of home.”
“Perfect. Now we can find other things to go along with it.” Erin found a few blankets and held them out. “Pick one for your couch.”
Jake glanced between them and then up at Erin. “What if I don’t like any of them?”
“Then we go somewhere else. This is your apartment so you have to like it.” Erin set them down and wandered through the store, while Jake looked at different trinkets.
“What about this rug?” Jake held up the corner of a large rug he found laying over a table in the corner.
Erin set down the lamp she’d been looking at and went back to him. “That would look good in your living room.”
Jake checked the price and his smile dropped. “Never mind. I’m not sure I need a rug right now.”
“Yes you do.” Erin rolled it up and put it under one arm. “It matches the picture. I’ll get it and you can pay me back. With interest.”
Jake stared at her for a moment before shaking his head. “I can’t let you do that. It’s too much.”
“Well, then, Happy Birthday.” She went to the front and paid for it, aware that Jake was staring at her from where they’d been standing. When she headed out of the store, he finally caught up.
“I told you not to get it.” His voice was harder than Erin had heard it before.
She turned and met his eyes. “You wanted my help, and I’m offering it. If you decide you don’t like the rug when your parents leave, I’ll put it in my own apartment, or give it to my cousin for her wedding.”
It took a few seconds before Jake relaxed. “You’re stubborn, you know that?”
Erin smiled mischievously. “You have no idea. Let’s head for the next store. Although, I recommend we head back toward our neighborhood. This thing is heavy.”
“Oh, sorry.” Jake took the rug from her and hefted it over his shoulder. “So we need blankets?”
“Yep, and some old dishes. I’d suggest a new paint job, but you probably don’t have time for that.”
Jake checked his watch. “Not really. The walls probably just need a good scrubbing. I haven’t really had the time, and the former tenants weren’t exactly clean.”
“That will definitely help.” Erin went downstairs to hop on the subway. “I could grab a taxi, but the rug won’t fit in the trunk.”
Jake glanced around. “Being down here is not my favorite.”
Erin’s eyes widened. “I’m sorry. I forgot about your issue with subways. We can figure out a way to make the taxi work if you want.”
“It’s fine.” He smiled, but it didn’t quite reach his eyes. “Which one do we get on?”
“There should be one coming soon. It’s the Seventh Avenue Express.”
Jake readjusted the rug on his shoulders and checked the map. “Yeah, I think we have about five minutes.”
Erin watched him as his eyes followed the different routes. His jaw was still clenched, and his shoulders were stiff. “Jake, if you need to go back up and take a taxi, we can do that. Really. I just figured this would be easy with that rug.”
“Thanks, but I’ll be fine. It’s time to become a New Yorker, right?” Jake winked at her and went back to the map.
“I guess so.” Erin’s phone buzzed, so she changed the picture to her other arm and pulled it out. “Hello?”
“You sound terrible. Where are you?” Debra said.
“I’m in the subway. Is everything okay?” Erin ran through her week’s schedule in her head, trying to figure out what she could have
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