What about New York?

Chapter 1

"Yes Mama," I sighed as I put the phone between my ear and my shoulder. "I made it safely and the airbnb looks lovely." I said taking my shoes off.

The apartment is bright with good natural light. It is furnished, and it has a fully equipped kitchen with steel appliances. There are four bedrooms and one bathroom. The apartment has a washer and a dryer for my convenience. This room has a private balcony. Because there was four rooms, the company I'm interning with has placed three other interns in this apartment with me.

Apparently these other interns are interning with this company's partners. Either way, it was a nice space and I haven't met anyone yet but there was a note on the counter about a 'house warming' party in about 30 minutes.

"Mama, mama" I called into the phone. "I gotta go."

I hung up quickly before she could go on another rant. I grabbed a towel before hurrying to the bathroom. I shut the door and turned on the water before stripping out of my clothes.

I jumped into the shower and just used whatever body wash and hair products that were already in the shower. The air was filled with a summer smell, it was quite nice. When I was done, I wrapped the towel around myself and opened the door only to run right into a hard sweaty chest.

"Woah." The guy held up his hands as he took his headphone out of his ear. "Nice to meet you too." He wasn't wearing a shirt so I could see his perfectly sculpted abs, and the shorts he was wear gave nothing away.

His dirty blonde has was pulled back in a small ponytail. I held my towel tighter as he too looked me over. "I didn't know someone was in the shower." He chuckled.

"Yea, guess we gotta figure that out." I gave him a half smile. I held out my hand. "Natalie."

He reached forward and took my pointer finger in between his finger and thumb. He shook it. "Peter," he smiled. "I'm just really sweaty and don't want to get you dirty." He winked before pushing pass me. The bathroom door shut, hitting my ass causing me to be pushed forward a little bit.

I went back to my room and got dressed in some workout shorts and a sweater. I brushed my hair quickly before braiding it. I unpacked before I noticed the time. It was 6:30pm. I grabbed my phone and headed to the living room, there was Peter in the kitchen. It looked like he was cooking. There was another girl on the couch, glass of wine in hand.

"Hey!" She said almost too enthusiastically as she saw me. "I'm Rachel!"

I waved at her as Peter held out a glass of wine towards me. My nose scrunched up immediately. "I don't do wine, sorry."

He struggled. "I can make you a cocktail? Something fruity?" I nodded.

"I'm Natalie." I smiled at Rachel. She hummed as she got off the couch. She came and stood next to me as we watched Peter make a cocktail.

"Our other roommate won't be here until like 10pm" Rachel made a snoring sound. "Boo"

Peter handed me the drink and laughed. "Can't get mad their flight got cancelled, Rachel."

She waved her hand and took a drink of her wine. She turned and looked at me. "Where ya from?"

"Oklahoma." I nodded as I took a drink, wow it was good.

"Far way from home." She smiled as Peter went back to cooking.

I just nodded.

"I bet the flight was long." She sighed.

"Not really." I shrugged.

"Really? How'd you keep yourself busy? I could barely read a book on my flight from Ohio."

I could feel my cheeks heating up.

"Ever been in the mile high club?"

I snorted. "Please." I just rolled my eyes as I handed the flight attendant my ticket. He did the same and followed after me quickly.

"So thats a yes?" He hummed.

I just shook my head as I looked at him. "Its a none of your business."

We walked towards the opening of the plane and got in. I walked a little ways down the aisle before he walked pass me. He found a seat three rows away from the bathroom. He raised his eyebrows at me as I tried to squeeze pass an old fat man. The minute he touched my ass I changed my mind and tried to find a different seat.

I was unlucky. The only one open was the one next to him. I sighed and muttered "fuck me." Under my breath as I went to put my luggage above in the over head. His hands snot out towards me, one hand rested against my lower stomach as the other one rested on my ass. "Careful sweetheart." He tilted to the old man trying to get pass me.

"Stop touching me." I hissed, he was annoying but I couldn't  help the butterflies that formed in my stomach as his hand slowly slid its way from my ass to the front of me. He held up his hands in surrender as I slid in the seat next to him. We weren't even up in the air yet before his lips were near my ear.

"I think you're scared." He whispered.

I chuckled and I turned to look at him. "Of what?"

"Of me." His eyes were scanning my face.

"Why would I be scared of you?" I raised my eyebrows.

"Because you know that I could fuck you nicely." His eyes flickered to my lips.

I hummed as I scanned his face. He was a hundred percent serious. I leaned forward so our noses brushed against each other. "Why would I be scared of that?"

"Because then you'll be obsessed with me."

"No I wont" I rolled my eyes.

"Prove it." He was teasing me, challenging me. If there's one thing I don't like its being challenged by a man.

It would take about 30 minutes for us to be in the air.

I leaned back in my chair. "How do I know you're telling the truth?"

He shrugged. "Guess you'll have to find out."

"Guess I will."

"I actually draw, or sketch to pass the time." I stated as I cleared my throat.

Both Peter and Rachel were looking at me. Neither one of them said anything but they both were staring at my face,, or my cheeks mainly. I waved my hand and gasped. "Man its hot in here."

"Thats a given." Peter motioned to the pan on the stove.

We spent the next couple of hours finishing off the stir-fry Peter made and getting hammered. Rachel more so than anyone and it wasn't even 9pm yet.

Peter and I were heading to our rooms when I stopped and pointed at Rachel. "Should we leave her there?"

He shrugged. "Might as well, roommate number four will wake her up." He waved at me and wished me sweet dreams before shutting his door. I walked into my room and shut the door, not long after laying down in bed I could feel the sleep slowly creep over me. As I stared at the stars outside the window, the city was wide awake and as loud as ever.

The only issue is that I was for once not wishing to be awake with it.