The Life-Changing Magic of Falling in Love by Eve Devon EPUB & PDF – eBook Details Online
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- Authors: Eve Devon
- Language: English
- Genre: contemporary romance
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THE GUY IN APARTMENT 33C
Ashleigh
As I approach Apartment 33C all the jangly, antsy feelings that sit so
uncomfortably deep within me start to soften and inflate into this wonderful
fluttery anticipation.
It’s always like this right at the start and I love it.
My pace quickens and my heart rate skitters, keen to get in on the
action. I’ve become adept at regulating my heart rate but now I give the
skitter rein and experience my heart knocking against my chest wall,
helping me feel alive.
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At the door to the apartment, I pause and look left and then right. The
corridor is empty. Everyone who has somewhere to be is already there, so
it’s just me and the wisps of excitement I can’t quite contain. They spark in
the air around me adding to the giddy sensation.
Believe me, I never got to experience this in my previous employment.
I slide on my gloves as my gaze slides over the rosewood door with its
gold-plated number ‘33’ and letter ‘C’ in expensive fancy font, checking I
have the right place.
It’s so tempting to hang around a little longer and prolong the
anticipation.
Bask in it for a while.
But I remind myself I’m on a schedule.
In and out.
Not everyone has the skills, stamina and ambition for this type of work,
but everyone is driven by different things, aren’t they?
The key I’ve acquired pushes into the lock silently and with the sound
of my heart drumming in my ears, one of my gloved hands turns the key,
the other turns the doorhandle and I’m in.
First impressions, as my eager eyes scan, waiting to alight on the good
stuff, is of acres of polished light oak floorboards and miles of naked white
walls.
As my eyes adjust from the plush low-lit corridor outside to this vast
new open concept living area, I scan and re-scan, frowning hard at the
barren surroundings.
‘What the…?’A snort of disgust escapes.
The good stuff I was promised?
Zilch.
Nada.
Disappointment crashes down.
There has to be some mistake.
The cleaning cart I pulled in behind me is having none of my negativity
as it drifts off to the side presumably needing a moment to fully take in the
beauty.
I stare at the key in my gloved hand.
It fit the lock.
So maybe this isn’t a mistake and I am genuinely expected to spend the
next two hours cleaning this place.
Two whole hours? It doesn’t even need two whole minutes.
Pristine is an understatement, along with the not-so-subtle aroma of
bleach.
Perhaps my supervisor gave me the wrong information? With renewed
optimism I rush over to my cleaning cart to pull out the New Client file,
whipping off my gloves in the process because let’s face it, if I leave a
fingerprint on anything at least it will give me something to clean.
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