David took one last look at the woman lying on his bed. Despite the veneer of grime, she truly was lovely. He picked up a blanket lying at the foot of the bed and gently covered her with it. She shifted softly at the touch, a bit panicked, but then settled against the comforting warmth.
The knocking at the front door became more insistant, and he moved quickly to the front door, trying not to make too much noise. Merlin barked, racing out to jump at his master. David briefly patted the dog on the head, before pushing him away. He arrived at the front door, and taking a deep breath, opened it.
The face of his fiancee greeted him. She wore a scowl on her exquisitly made up face. She wore a long grey trenchcoat, open at the front to reveal a light tan dress. The color of it accented her steel-grey eyes, which narrowed as they stared at his flushed expression.
"Elaine's? Seven O'clock?" Her voice accused him. She held up a slender wrist, and tapped at the narrow watch encircling it.
"Jennifer, look it was not my fault this time." David forwarded, his body still only halfway out the door.
"My Father waited exactly fifteen minutes to meet you. Fifteen!" She shouted. Next door, David's elderly neighbor scrabbled at her lock.
David opened the door fully, and ushered Jennifer inside. She glowered at him, before realizing that here was most likely not the best place to make a scene. She breezed into the apartment, heading directly towards the nearest chair. Merlin shied away from her, uneasy at her angry demeanor.
David closed the door, and moved after Jennifer. She sat, and folded her hands in front of her, like a judge overseeing a murder case. She looked at him, waiting patiently for his explanation. |