The week had gone by slow. She had missed him so much. They had been in contact via textmessages but his week had been very busy so the contact had been minimal.
She couldn't sleep that Friday so she was on the couch with the tv on but all the lights were out. She was only in a thong and a top, the clothes she usually slept in. She heard his footsteps walk past her door. She could recognize the sound of his boots anywhere. She hurried to her door and opened it. He was just about to enter his own apartment when he heard her open the door. He stopped and looked at her.
"Hey Gina," he said.
"Hey Brian, welcome home," she said.
"In your underwear as usual, I see. Is it for all the neighbours or just for me?" He asked jokingly.
"You know I only dress like this for you," she said and laughed.
He walked over to her and hugged her.
"It's late. Go inside and get some sleep. We'll talk in the morning, alright?" He said.
"Okay," she said.
He walked back to his apartment. She stayed outside watching him. He turned his head and looked at her.
"Seriously Gina, you're gonna give old Mr Hanson across the street a heart attack if he sees you like that. Go inside," he said and laughed.
"Okay okay. Goodnight Brian," she said as she walked inside and closed the door.
She went back to the couch. She had missed him and had secretly hoped he would come in for a late night talk. Now she had to wait. Tomorrow seemed so far away although it was so close.