"Let's take a cab to Williamsburg," K suggested, looking up into Jesse's eyes as they stood on the platform at the Cortelyou Subway station, waiting for their train ride back to Lower East Side.
"Why are we going to Williamsburg?" Jesse asked, wondering why she'd changed her mind again at the last minute.
"Lately, I've always been dreaming of flying," K muttered, her head resting on top of Jesse's arm.They were lying on her wrought-iron double bed,fully-clothedand werejust talkingabout totally random things.
"What time is it?" K asked, closing the door to Jesse's apartment.He placed K's huge duffel bag and backpack carefully on the floor, then pulled out his phone from his jeans' pocket. "A quarter past three." He stated, looking back at K with a smile.
Jesse stirred awake, a draft of wind blowing on his hair and his bare shoulders. He was lying on his stomach, half of his face was buried on the pillow. He tiredly raised his head slowly opened an eyelid, squinting as the light hit his pupils.The huge almost floor-to-ceiling window in his bedroom was slightly unhinged. He felt a little hot, his neck and clavicles were a bit moist from perspiration. It must be noon already, he thought, wi
Jesse wheezed and coughed, almost choking from his bagel. When he managed to swallow everything in his mouth and caught enough air in his lungs, he cleared his throat and looked straight at K."Can you repeat what you just said?" He asked, almost like a plea.
The loud trill and buzz of his phone on the bedside table didn't stop Jesse from what he was doing."Baby," K purred and moaned, a smile on her lips as she tried to halt Jesse from thrusting in and out of her. They both just came out of the shower, and was in the middle of sex when his phone started ringing. "Your phone. Aren't you gonna get that?" Her cheeks and lips wer
"Oh, thank you," Jesse muttered to Dan as he handed over his usual morning fix - a tall cup of black coffee and a bagel.Dan looked behind him, his eyes wide in shock and wild confusion. He was wondering if there was someone else in the room that his boss was thanking.
"Baby, are you still not going to tell me where we're going?" K asked Jesse as she hurriedly rolled down the cab window. "Seriously?"He just shrugged and teased her with a cute, boyish smile. Jesse reached to his side and rolled down his windows, too.
"Oliver?" Jesse hollered, scanning his eyes everywhere as if finding someone. His voice echoed loudly through the vast hall and entire receiving area. "Oliver!"A few seconds later, a tall, lanky guy seemingly in his late sixties wearing a black business suit and navy tie appeared from behind the west wing right beside the grand piano.