Chapter Three
"Hey, would you mind stopping by my apartment, I just need to change." Nicole said, looking at her orange skirt.
He gave a small laugh, "Sure, it's no problem."
They arrived at Nicole's shortly, and went inside.
"Cozy place you got here." Dwayne said, as he looked around.
"Yeah, it's all I need." she laughed. "I'll be right back." she said, as she shut the door to her room.
She came out a few seconds later wearing black Adidas pants and a white tank top. "Where are we going?" she smiled.
"Wherever you want to go." he shrugged.
She thought a moment, grabbed two blankets, and said, "I have the perfect place!"
Dwayne followed her up the many, many flights of steps of the apartment building. Soon, they got to a door labeled, "Roof".
Nicole laid the blankets down and sat on one. Dwayne followed her and did the same. He laid down, and she soon did, too, with her head across from his.
"It sure is pretty out here, do you do this a lot?" he asked.
"I come up here to think, to write, and just relax. I love it, especially during this time." she said, looking up at the stars.
"You must have a boyfriend." he randomly stated.
"No, I don't. I really haven't been looking." she shrugged.
"Maybe you should start." he hinted. She ignored that sentence with a smile.
"So, do you do this a lot?" she asked.
"Do what?"
"Pick up girls at bars and spend an amazing night with them, then never see them again?"
Dwayne laughed, "I pick up girls sometimes...but, I've never done anything like this before."
"Why now?"
"I don't know. You're different."
She laughed, "I guess..." she paused then said, "So, I thought you were married?"
"Was married. Divorced."
"Oh. I'm sorry." she apologized.
"No, it's not your fault. It's better this way." he said as he sat up. He moved next to her and laid back down. "So, all we've been talking about is me. I want to know about you. What do you do?"
"Like, everything?"
"Everything."
"Uhm, okay...I'm 23. I graduated last year from Georgia State University and moved to California. I majored in journalism and I work for a wrestling magazine. I've been training to actually become a wrestler, and I don't know where that's going. I make money in a lot of places, such as Club Zeeone. I don't work there, I just get tips...which is kind of weird." she paused. "I don't date a lot because most of the guys here are just looking for a one night stand. I had a serious relationship a year ago and it fell apart because I suck at relationships. Anything else you want to know?" she laughed.
He looked at her in amazement, "No, I think you pretty much covered it." he laughed and she joined in.
Nicole glanced at her watch, "Wow. It's already two in the morning."
"Two? Gosh...it sure doesn't feel like it."
"Yeah, I know. Look, I'm sorry to cut this short, but I have to work tomorrow, kind of early, so it's been nice talking to you, and chilling, you know." she laughed.
"That's it?" he looked surprised.
"What?"
"No, 'Do I get to see you again?' 'Can I have your number?' Nothing like that?" he asked.
"If you want to see me again, I'm sure you'll find a way. I told you that I'm not the kind of girl that looks for a one night stand, and I don't get attached easily. No offense, I mean, you're a great guy, and you're sexy as hell, which is why I'm not falling in your arms waiting for you to kiss me." she said, honestly.
"Well, that's a first." he stated, amazed at her integrity.
"You can walk me to my door, though." she smiled.
He agreed and helped her with the blankets. They got to her door and she threw the blankets inside.
"Again, it was great meeting you. I enjoyed myself, and I hope you did too." she said.
"Of course I did. For the record, I wasn't looking for a one night stand and I will be seeing you again, very soon." he stated as a matter-of-factly.
"I guess we'll have to see." she smirked.
"Guess so." he agreed as he moved closer to her, wrapping his arm around her waist, and his other hand made it's way through her hair, cupping her cheek. "Would it be rude of me to ask for a goodnight kiss?"
"Only if that "goodnight kiss" is a way to push yourself into my room."
"It's not. I promise." he whispered, as he let his lips fall gently onto hers. The kiss was full of passion in a smooth, tender way. He didn't want to rush her, or himself, for the first time in a while. He wanted her to be comfortable with him and let things happen on their own, when the time was right.
Nicole drew back from the kiss, and smiled as she opened her eyes. He did the same. "Well, goodnight beautiful, and I will be seeing you shortly."
"Goodnight. Sweet dreams." she said, as she shut the door.
