Wyatt Wyatt loosened his tie and headed toward his closet. His belly was full with the best steak he'd ever eaten and he was still shaking his head in awe because of it. That was so good, he thought. Lily pulled it off, just like she had promised. He slipped out of his suit and hung it up on a hanger. He then dug through his clothes to find a polo shirt and a pair of slacks. As he got dressed, his mind was on Lily. He wasn't just thinking about the meal she'd just made, though. He was thinking about how fast the time was moving and that he only had one more night of her living with him. I really don't want to see her go, he thought, making his way to his bathroom to comb his hair. It's been so incredible having her here. Wyatt knew that Lily would go home at some point, but now that they only had one evening left, it suddenly felt very real. It didn't matter that she lived close and that she'd still come over to see Maggie once in a while. Having her actually live there was diffe
Wyatt Wyatt had another bottle of Cabernet in his hand. When he turned the corner into the living room, he saw Lily seated on his overstuffed leather couch. Her bare feet were up on the coffee table. She had her glass of wine in one hand and she was taking a sip from it when he walked in. There was soft music playing. It had a nice rhythm to it, but no words. Wyatt didn't recognize it. “Who is this that's playing?” he asked, taking a seat next to Lily. “It's a band called 'Wild Roots',” she said. “They're brand new. I like them, though. It's great music to dance to.” “You dance?” Wyatt asked. Lily nodded. “Yes. I love dancing. I haven't gone out to dance in a long time, though.” “Why not?” “Nobody to go with,” she said. “I mean I have a few girlfriends who will go out with me, but they like to go to clubs that play hip hop music. That's not really the kind of dancing I like.” Wyatt was no stranger to dancing. When Caroline was alive, she had talked him into taking numerous da
Lily Lily woke up early the next morning to the sound of birds at her window. When she opened her eyes, she squinted against the sunshine that poured across her face. It's late, she thought. I must have slept in. It was nearly eight in the morning, much later than she'd been sleeping lately. She had been up late, though. After making out with Wyatt and nearly having sex with him, he was all that she could think about. He was in every one of her dreams and on her mind. She had tossed and turned all night. Finally, though, at around three in the morning, she had managed to fall asleep. What a weird night, she thought to herself, kicking the covers off. She stretched her hands over her head and yawned, then walked to the closet to find something to wear. She decided on a pair of jeans and a dark blue blouse. Normally, she would have showered in the morning, but figured since she would be headed home in the next hour or so that she might as well do it there. “I guess I should pack,”
Lily Lily pulled her car into the parking lot and glanced out the cracked front windshield at her apartment building. It was the place she had called home for many months, but it suddenly seemed foreign to her. She grabbed her bags and headed up to the fourth floor. As soon as she stepped out of the elevator, she was greeted by the overpowering smell of burned garlic and curry. Welp, she thought. Guess I'm home now. She walked down the hall and the wheels of her suitcase squeaked as she pulled it along the tile. When she got to apartment 403, she stopped and sighed. There were three envelopes stuffed into the crack of the door, just above the handle. She recognized them immediately, because it wasn't the first time she'd gotten a notice from her landlord. At least I made good money last week, she thought, pulling the envelopes out of the door jam and stuffing them into her purse. I'll be able to catch up on my rent payment finally. Maybe that will get the landlord off of my back,
Wyatt Not more than ten minutes after Lily left with her bags, Wyatt heard the doorbell ring. He was downstairs, playing in the basement with Maggie. His eyes widened and he smiled. Did Lily forget something here? He wondered. Maybe I'll get to see her again. Since the moment she'd walked out his front door, his heart had been aching. It had only been about ten minutes, but he legitimately missed her. His house felt empty now that she was gone. “I'll be right back, okay?” he asked Maggie, who was too focused on her coloring book to even look up. “Okay,” she said, still coloring away. Wyatt stood up from the floor and jogged upstairs. He went straight to the front door and pulled it open. “Couldn't stay away, huh?” he asked, before even looking to see who was on the other side. “Did you miss us that much?” Once the door was open, he was greeted by someone, but it was most certainly not Lily. Standing in the doorway was Mildred. Her gray hair was tied back into a pony tail and h
Wyatt Wyatt knew what he had to do. For the first time in months, he had a clear direction. There wasn't a gray area. It was black and white. I need to call Lily, he thought. He went to the sink and splashed cold water on his face, washing the tears away. He drew in a long breath and exhaled slowly. “It's time I make a move,” he whispered. A real move, though, he thought. Not this half-assed shit I've been doing lately. I'm going to call Lily and ask her on a date. An honest to god, legitimate date. Something she deserves, like a nice restaurant and the chance to get fixed up and go out. With newfound energy, Wyatt pushed away from the bathroom counter and headed back to his bedroom. He immediately grabbed his cell phone from the night stand and unlocked the screen. His confidence waned a little bit as he scrolled through the contact list to find Lily's name, but he refused to succumb to it. This was something he wanted to do and Wyatt wasn't the type to back down from what he w
Lily Lily pulled her rickety old car down the narrow one-way street downtown. It was Friday morning and she'd called in sick at her coffee shop job, just so that she could go to La Dress and buy an outfit for her date with Wyatt that night. She knew exactly where to go. She'd walked by the shop a hundred times, but had only ever glanced in the window to gawk at the dresses they had displayed. The price tags started in the thousand dollar range, meaning she never ever considered actually walking into the store. I can't believe Wyatt is buying me a dress, she thought. She knew that he had more than enough money to afford it, but the gift was very much appreciated. After parking her car, she headed toward the shop. In an attempt to not look completely out of place in the expensive boutique, she'd dressed up the best she could. She had on a skirt suit that she normally saved for job interviews, but figured it would at least make her look like she could afford to be in the store. As s
Lily Her new dress lay on her bed, wrapped in plastic but still stunningly beautiful. Bonnie had been kind enough to hem the bottom of it right away, knowing that Lily needed it for her date that night. Lily glanced at the clock on top of her night stand and her eyes widened. She'd completely lost track of time. “Shit,” she whispered. “He'll be here soon.” It was already a quarter to seven, which meant that Wyatt would be at her apartment to pick her up in fifteen minutes. Luckily, she had already showered, but she still needed to straighten her hair and do her makeup. It's a good thing this isn't the first time I've had to rush to get ready, she thought. She dropped the towel that had been wrapped around her body. Naked, she walked over to her dresser and pulled out several different pairs of panties. After a few moments of consideration, she ended up picking the blue ones with the lacy top and the see-through front. They were sexy as hell. She'd never worn them before, but fig