Addison Apartments Sally Face Novels & Stories

"Yeah, it's me. This is the only courtyard stairwell from the corner." "Then his is two back. Which apartment number is that?" Sally smiled and turned to look back down the hall. "Apartment three-twenty." "Great! Then all you have to do now is go to the mailroom at the front and look at the name on box three-twenty." "Me? I have to go? I've done this, why don't one of you…" A door slammed down the hall. Sally turned her head to listen carefully. "Oh, Trish is right. You are such a pussy, Sally. Just go down…"

The unloading took twenty minutes, but only because she took her time. The Alameda Apartments was a grand name for a strip of six upstairs and six downstairs connected units, reddish-brown brick, with individual central heat and air. Each unit came with all the usual kitchen appliances, but no laundry facilities. Cable TV hookup came with the rent, but not a TV.

She must be disheartened and have looked down on him. "Tristan, I don't need anything else. You are everything to me!" Sally's face expressed nothing but happiness. Tristan caressed her back softly. "Well, get changed. Let's go downstairs quickly. Dad and Mom must be waiting for us. Let's not keep them waiting." In the living room on the first floor, Adrian was sitting on the sofa with a newspaper in his hand. He was going to throw a grand party for his company's anniversary. Besides, he had decided to announce the wedding date of Tristan and Sally.

My phone buzzed. Team is in position. Addison left her apartment at 7:15 AM. Currently at her office. All clear. I saved the message and grabbed my bag. Time to go home. To face the demons—the literal ones and the ones that had haunted me since birth. And when I came back, I'd face the biggest challenge of all, winning back the woman I'd lost.

Addison says through her mouthful of bread. “Are you sure you don’t want me to go back to Rossi’s? Give me an hour or two and we can each get our own bigger, stickier bun.” I taunt them, preying on their weakness which they’re still chewing on. What they don’t know is that I would give anything to be back in that little shop than out in the open. “Actually.” Gina replies. “We should get going. If we hurry we can catch an earlier bus.” “Sounds good to me. Don’t get me wrong I love being out of the manor, but I hate being...here.” Addison blurts out as she stands to her feet. She even takes one of the baskets instead of making me carry them both.

I remembered that Arthur promised to give me this building to open cancer hospital for poor children who can’t afford expensive treatment on a condition that I’d give him a child but after months of failures, he retrieved his proposal and gifted this building to Addison on her first birthday after their marriage. I stepped out of my car, it was a glamourous place. Blaze and his men surrounded me to make a security circle. I walked straight with pride and confidence. I didn’t fear anyone anymore. We were stopped by the security on the entrance of “La Moda”, her company. I wondered why she gave her company an Italian name when we don’t have any roots in the country but it’s Addison and her fin

He mulled things over while tamping down the violence and desire stirred up by the Drakeller technique. "Ashton Gray!" Suddenly, a sharp shout cut through the night. Not far from Lakeview Heights, Sally strode forth with a dozen people in tow. She wore denim short-shorts and a cropped cardigan that showed her midriff. She stood in Ashton's path. "It's you?" Ashton was surprised to see her in all her five-feet-nine glory. What did this piece of eye candy want with him now?

“I know you were trying to start labor, but really enjoyed getting out of my apartment.” “You don’t have to live indoors,” I say shaking my head.” “I figured my apartment faces the street because yours faces the courtyard,” Britt says and Sally giggles. “Just don’t stare up at our place and you can walk the courtyard,” I say with a shrug. “Getting out among wolves might help your wolf wake up again. She was way too pretty to not come out again.” Sally squeezes my hand. I look at Sally and realize I may have said something too much. Hopefully this is minor enough to not get me killed.

Having spent the last four years independently, away from home, Hayley felt a little claustrophobic. Her phone buzzed with a back-to-back message from Ashton. What did he want now? She had waited the whole day for him to call her and explain himself, but he hadn’t considered it necessary. Maybe she really was right about Madison. They were friends with benefits! She checked the messages and her eyes popped out on seeing around ten pictures of a beautifully furnished apartment. There was a caption too. This apartment is available for rent in my building. I can arrange it for you today. Decide fast and confirm by today!–Ashton.

Addy adds. “Weekend?”Josie asks. “Yeah, weekend.” Em and Addy respond. “I think we might call it a night.” Callum says. Since Miles looks like he might fall asleep right now. “Ok yeah sounds good, I might head up as well, Adds you coming?” “Yeah just a second.” She responds to Dillon who is standing at our open apartment door. The girls huddle up and begin talking I assume about further plans for Sutton. “You ready to call it a night?” Austen asks.