This gorgeous looking guy, with black hair and brown eyes, well build, tanned skin, and extremely good taste in clothes makes his way to us.
"Hi." he says, making my blush a little and I feel butterflies turning in my stomach.
"Hi." I say shyly.
"I'm Michael."
"Nice to meet you Michael. I'm Connor, her dad. And this is Dylan. Her brother. And this here is Zoey. She's moving in here." My dad totally killed the vibe by interrupting the moment there.
"Nice to meet you too sir. May I help you carry these things? I live here too." Michael says being the complete gentleman. Aww... I felt my heart really beating now in my chest.
Anyways... We all get a box and we make it to the building. We make it up the stairs to the third floor. Then to the door on the right and BINGO! This is my new apartment. Not very big but it was all I could afford with my little pay check I get from the law firm.
Dylan opens the door and we make it inside the apartment. The living room, kitchen and dining room, well it was one room to be honest. But it was livable...
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To the right was my bedroom. And to the left of the bedroom was the smallest ever bathroom.
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Right! And that was my apartment. Not the best. But I can live with this. It's all I need for now.
Michael sets down the boxes with my dad and Dylan too.
"Right... Dad let me show you the rest of the apartment." I said and my dad nods and we make it to the rest of the apartment. We were in my room and my dad stares at how small it is.
"Will you be okay Zoey?"
"Of course I will be dad."
"Just call if you need anything."
"Thank you dad. I will." I hug him and he returns my hug.
"Bye dad. Love you."
"Love you too Zoey."
I let my brother and Dylan out after everything was in my apartment and Michael... Oh crap... He's still here...
"Um... Yeah..."
"You probably want some time on your own."
"If you don't mind yes."
"Well, I'm just down the hall if you need me."
"Thank you." I say and Michael makes his way out of the door.
I look around and yeah I should start unpacking. I went to the bedroom first and started there. Since I need the space to sleep there.
After a long day of packing and unpacking, I took a shower and went to bed.
