I stood outside his door as if crossing the threshold would be like taking a big great step in to an uncharted black abyss. This wasn't dramatic as it sounds because it was an abyss of sorts.
If I stepped into his apartment in the day time, I would be plunging in to something that would take our relationship from awkward boss with ex benefits to awkward boss with ex benefits having pancakes in the morning.
“I think I'm going to go back to my place"
He unlocked the door and held it for me like a gentleman. “Pancakes Emmy. Innocent sweet pancakes. There is not harm in this"
“I don't know, it's all just a bit strange to me"
“What is?"
I rubbed my fore head and I swear I felt sweat beads pop up “Why are you doing this? Taking such an interest...." I could barely say the words out loud
