Page 33 of Up All Night
I opened my bedroom door and ushered Hadrian inside. “Be right back,” I hissed before closing the door again.
My neighbors raised their eyebrows at me.
“Your boyfriend?” asked the Turkish neighbor.
“Kinda.” I lowered my voice. “Is our wonderful neighbor and his girlfriend in tonight?”
She snorted. “Yes. We were going to party very loudly, just for them. They never join us because they are so busy.”
“Don’t suppose y’all could hit up the karaoke place down the street for a few hours?”
“You have plans with your boyfriend?” She leaned against the wall. “Where ishefrom?”
I grinned. “Greece. But I think originally from Turkey.”
“Turkey! Really? He speaks Turkish?”
“Suuuure does.” If only she knew what kind of Turkish he often spoke to me.
“Wow. So you gonna have a nice night, huh?”
“Yup. Nice and loud, if you know what I mean.”
She did. Her eyebrows shot up her forehead with sudden understanding. “I see. Well, maybe we can go to karaoke for a while. I think we’re drunk enough to enjoy it. Of course, we won’t invite our certain neighbor.”
I winked at her before opening my bedroom door. “Thanks.”
My door couldn’t blot out the others too well, but that only allowed me to talk to Hadrian without being heard. The man stood in the middle of my narrow room with a look of perpetual confusion and hands respectfully in his pockets.
“My neighbors won’t be here much longer,” I assured him. “Sorry my room is small.”
The voices in the hallway grew louder as people grabbed jackets and shoes before heading out the main entrance. Hadrian waited until the front door slid shut. “We are alone?”
“Oh, yeah.” I took both of his hands and lured him toward my long, twin-sized bed. Perfect for forced proximity, hm? “We’re as alone as we can be.”
The shitty neighbors must have been asleep for them to be so quiet right now. I guessed it wouldn’t stay that way for long.
