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First-time tourists who chose to sleep in the hubbub of New York City might wonder how locals get a wink of sleep with all the lights and rackets. Locals, roll their eyes at them for choosing glamour over comfort.

She is among the dying breed that still wakes up with the sun. Although some might debate it is the job that requires that of her.

Heels on, lipstick re-applied and panties fixed. All that she is missing is the piece of paper to her pen.

*If you ever want to do this again, you know how to contact me. May* She always supposed the lipstick added a nice touch to these first-time notes. She hopes he chooses to be a five-time client. Those are a rare occurrence, most sticking to two or three encounters.

Exiting the room and leaving a naked Stephan behind requires no fuss. Walking backwards without tripping is no fuss either, in theory.

Her mind feels a large presence behind her before her body can react. "What the – "

Turning, she gags. Terrifically gorgeous and utterly naked is the stranger before her. As quick as she looked, she looks way. Eyes wide and walking backwards.

The lazy smile that greets his features is worlds away from her blushing cheeks. "I'd think you would be the last person to be embarrassed by this sight after last night's activities."

Is it possible to choke on air?

A deep guffaw sounds from the male. "I'll spare what's left of your innocence," he says as he wraps a towel around his waist.

Innocence gets her to wake up. It's a marvel he might think of her as innocent. Unless he has no idea why she spent the night.

"I'm Jake," he holds out his hand. When she doesn't shake it he adds on, "the roommate."

He did not mention a roommate.

"Don't worry, I wasn't subjected to the full blow account of your activities with dear Stephan last night. Clubbing has the unfortunate effect of temporary deafness, or fortunately in this case."

"Oh, oh my God. S-sorry, I didn't realise he had a roommate and – " Walking backwards whilst apologising is another art. Not that she has much experience with apologies.

"Wait! You can't leave now," Jake makes a reach for the door before she can turn the locks. "I don't even know your name."

There's a reason she purposely avoids clients with puppy eyes. Curiosity shines behind his amber eyes as she finds herself unable to deny the simple request.

"It's Theresa."


A U T H O R ' S  N O T E

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–> side note: has anyone seen the Shape of Water yet? I really wanna watch...!

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