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“Do whatever you want but make sure to clean up Blackie’s mess when you walk him, or you’ll get fined.”
I wrinkled my nose. I wasn’t keen on cleaning up Blackie’s poop, but it was a necessary evil.
“I know the drill. When are you leaving?”
“Tomorrow morning.”
“I have to work. I won’t be able to walk Blackie during the day.”
“Don’t worry, I’ll ask the concierge to take care of it.”
“I’ll be there by noon.”
“Awesome. Thank you. I’ll bring you back something, Texas.”
“Like what? A steak?”
Matt laughed loudly into the receiver. “How about a whole cow?”
“As long as you keep it in your apartment.”
“I’ll talk to you when I get back. Love you.”
“Love you too. Have a safe trip.”
“Will do.”
I hung up the phone and saw Sadie’s face in the mirror; she was grinning from ear to ear while rubbing her hands together. She’d stayed with me at my brother’s place before. We had more space to move and two bathrooms.
“Matt is going away?” she asked.
I nodded. “Yes. He wants me to watch Blackie.”
She clasped her hands together. “I can’t wait. I’m ordering a black truffle burger for dinner.”
“He said we can order whatever we want.”
“I’m excited. Should I go pack?”
“We’re not going over until noon tomorrow.”
She pursed her lips. “Fuck. I have brunch with Dan. I won’t be home at noon.”
“Just pack your bag, and I’ll bring it over with me.”
“Works for me.”
She bounced up from my bed and went to her room. I could hear her drawers and closet door banging as she packed her clothes. Matt’s apartment was ten times the size of ours. It made me wonder if he got lonely living in such a big place with only Blackie to keep him company.
Matt's apartment was a mansion compared to ours, a sprawling oasis in the heart of the city. With ten times the space and amenities to match, it made me wonder if he ever felt a pang of loneliness in such a grand place, with only Blackie to keep him company.
The lavish residence boasted a large terrace overlooking Central Park, a luxury that seemed unimaginable in our modest surroundings. Three bedrooms ensured that Sadie and I could each have our own space, a rare indulgence in our cramped city living.
The floors gleamed with dark wood and light marble, a testament to Matt's impeccable taste. But the pièce de résistance was the wall of glass that framed the park, offering a breathtaking view of the lush greenery beyond.
Peeking out of my bedroom door, I observed Ty still nestled on the couch, his slumber undisturbed by the flurry of activity around him. It afforded me the opportunity to focus on the task at hand: packing my suitcase for tomorrow. As I folded clothes and gathered essentials, Ty began to stir, his awakening signaled by a resounding yawn that filled the room.
“Did you have a nice nap?” I asked.
