Natalie
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The intercom in my apartment buzzed.
“f**k,” I grumbled under my breath. My finger hesitated over the Return key, and before I could think about it, I pressed Send. My stomach flipped, and then I dashed to the door. I pressed the button. “I’ll be right down.”
I snagged my jacket and gloves, slid into moccasins, and headed downstairs. I jogged down the three floors and found Lewis standing on the doorstep, waiting for me. He was sort of dressed down in khakis and a striped button-up. His smile lit up when he saw me coming through the door.
“I think I need a key so that I can just come up,” he said with a laugh. “You have that advantage at my place.”
“Oh yes, the advantage that you have your own elevator,” I joked as I slipped a beanie onto my head.
“It is an advantage.” He
