Part - 11
He held her hand and led her out the front door onto the busy street and into the warm autumn air.
For a moment they stood in front of the café, people rushing by them, and he faced her and gazed into her eyes and held both of her hands in his.
“Are you sure you want to do this? I want you to come with me but only if you want to.”
Though fear, doubt and nervousness swept over her, his dark black eyes, the strength of his hands holding hers, the concern for her feelings when he said “only if you want to,” filled her with a swirl of emotions.
“Yes, I want to,” she said, loving how he nodded and smiled at her answer, adoring the twinkle in his black eyes behind his glasses and how his black hair moved in the breeze that swept by them.
“I’m scared, but yes, I want to.” He held her hand as they walked the two blocks to his apartment which was over a camera store.
The green door to his apartment was between the camera store and a small buildings.
“It’s nothing fancy, just a small studio apartment, but it’s home for now,” he said as he opened the front door for her.
She noticed a row of metal mailboxes on the wall. They went through another door and up a narrow stairway to the second floor.
She followed him down the hall, her heartbeat quickening, her mind swirling.
This is like a movie , she thought as she watched him take a key from his pocket and open the door.
“Welcome to my kingdom.” He bowed, his arm across his stomach as he bent over, letting her enter the small but uncluttered apartment.
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