Chapter 4: Surprise

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My mother and I go into the elevator. "I never knew how fancy this place is. Code to get in the main door, what's a blood sample to get into your apartment?" I laugh. "No, but you do need this." We get in front of my apartment door and I hold open a key card. "Fancy, just like a hotel room." I tap the card against the card reader underneath the doorknob and open the door. Now was the time to make things clear. "Okay, Mom you're going to ring the buzzer like any other guest; you're not getting a copy of the key card so you can bust in here whenever you want." She rolled her eyes."Eric has one." "Eric has a master key, because he helped design the place. Think you can handle the buzzer like everyone else and calling before you visit?"

When I was in college my mother was visiting me in my dorm almost every other weekend checking to make sure I was studying or bathing or eating well or if I had enough clean clothes. There was one time she literally walked into the shower room just to make sure I wasn't skipping showers. "Yes, I am fully aware that you're now a working member of society. Which is why you will call me every night." She's lost it. "I'm not calling you every night. I'm working in the ER I won't have time to call you." I sigh and put my hands on my mom's shoulders. "Look, How about I call on my days off and the Sundays I have off I come home for dinner? Do we have a deal?" She nods. "I'll accept that." "Good, now let's put this stuff away."

We were putting stuff away in the bedroom when I heard a knock on my door. I had to hide my smile. "Hello?" My mother and I walk out of the bedroom and I smile as I see Eric looking sexy as ever in those saggy ripped jeans and white v-neck t-shirt. Even a bonus cause it was one of those rare occasions where he wears his hair down. "Hi, Eric!" My mother says hugging him. He looks at me with lustful eyes and pulls away. "Just thought I'd come help my favorite girl move in." "That's great, but we're almost done." We could go for---" "Mom, isn't Dad's dinner speech tomorrow?" She checks the calendar on her phone and gasps. "Oh, shoot I totally forgot. I don't even have suit in the dry cleaners. Well, some other time." She looks at me. "You can finish up with Eric?" I try my best not to seem too eager when I smiled. "Yes." I respond. "We'll have dinner. Not this Sunday, though." She looks at Eric. "You'll join us, yes?" He smiles with a nod. "Sure." She gives a final wave and was out the door.

As soon as we knew she was really gone Eric shut the door and pushed me up against it. "My sweet girl home at last." I kiss him hungrily, as if I hadn't seen him months when it was only just a day.

He begins kissing up and down my neck and back up to my lips. "I pulled away long enough to say. "I want to see you. All of you." I was desperate, the way he touched me in the shower yesterday morning I wanted to reciprocate. "I want to show me off, but in my apartment. I just wanted to kiss you because yesterday felt like an eternity." "Where are you going?" "I have some errands to run." I wanted to be with him. "I can go with you." He shakes his head. "It's all part of the surprise."

I pout and he kisses my pout into a smile. "Okay, then I'm going to do something for you." I put my finger on his lips. "Before you can ask it's a surprise." He smiles and gently takes my hand and places it where his growing bulge is. "Looks like we're going to be torturing each other." "Can I get one more kiss?" I ask. He kisses my forehead and I groan. "If I kiss you on your pretty lips again my plan will be ruined. I'll see you later, my love."

I get into my car ten minutes after I assume he left and I drive to a place where I heard a lot of good reviews on. It's a place called Trashy Lingerie. When I get there I felt my heart beat out of my chest. I walk into the store and I had the feeling that I was being watched. I look around, but nobody was except when a store associate comes up. She had bright red hair, tattoos and a nose piercing. "You seem nervous, need help?" I smile. "I want to surprise my boyfriend." She looks at me. You're more of a teddy look. Follow me."

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