Where Would I Be Without You - By CJ Hawk Page 0,11

slightly as he lowered his head down to mine, and I watched his eyes soften... then he kissed me. No tongue or pervert kiss either, just a soft sensual kiss that sent me into overload. When he pulled back and stood before me, a few solid muscular inches taller than me, his presence in the decent size laundry room just took up the entire room.

"Happy Birthday Amber." His voice held a sultry sound to it as his eyes were lit up like a Christmas tree. "I hope you get your wish." Then he walked right past me and out of the room leaving me there in my own cyclonic tailspin.

Chapter Four

My fingers could not have texted Marion any faster. I got in a few minor details before I forgot I still needed to apologize for my outlandish drunk birthday behavior. So my fifth text simply read: By the way. I am so sorry. Your suckie BFF. I knew she would forgive me. I was known for these short outbursts of crazy. She had a few of her own over the years. We always forgave each other, and that was why we would always be best friends.

I wasn't sure if I had even congratulated her on her mention of being pregnant last night after my drunken stupor was in a full-blown episode, so I sent a sixth text. It simply read: CONGRATS!

I was dancing around the basement laundry room, texting Marion, knowing that she had mentioned that she had a massage and hair appointment this morning, and as soon as she had her phone in her petite little hand, she would be laughing at all the texts I was sending her.

I decided texting Bethany was my next must do. She didn't usually text back while at work, but I was sure she would be smiling while reading everything I needed to text her. I knew she would need the laugh after last night's adventure.

It was as if texting both my sister and best friend helped me burn through this excess energy I felt after that sweet gentle kiss Mason left me with.

Somehow, between all the texting, I got all three washers full with my laundry started. Then I floated out of there and back up to my place to grab my purse. My mani-pedi appointment was for in half hour, giving me just enough time to swing by the bakery and perhaps that cute new lingerie shop that had just opened up next to the nail salon.

Three hours later, my fingers and toes looked sparkly. I chose a pink glitter polish. I picked out two matching bra and panty sets, one in deep red and one in a navy blue from the new lingerie shop. Both very sexy and both with the utmost intention of showing Mason while on me then letting him take the lingerie off me. My small cake, chocolate with raspberry filling, white cream cheese frosting was on order for me to swing by tomorrow after work to pick up. Maybe Mason would want to join me in a little private celebration. My mind was reeling from the kiss and doing an internal fantasy of what if and who he is. Montahue Properties is a big deal. He would be a great catch if I do say so myself. My mother might actually be proud of me on this one, well, there is always a first for everything.

I turned the street corner to the front of my building, walking from where I had to park off street behind, to see Marion leaning against her Silver Audi A6 with a huge smile on her face. "I haven't seen you so happy in, I don't know how long. Tell me. Is that smile from just a kiss or did you already fully recover from Steve?"

I ran up and gave her a huge hug while smashing my lingerie bag. When I pulled back, she grabbed the bag and peeked in. "I'm going to say that you are fully recovered from Steve and making plans for the hottie in your building. Your texts were strange. He's the super?"

I grabbed her arm and started to drag her up to my door. She turned and hit the remote lock button for her car, and we started to laugh as I told her everything. The cake left in the cab. The drunk singing and possibly naked show I put on for him. The waking in the middle of the night to cry into my pillow