lilah

prologue | part one

warnings; suggestive content in the text messages, mdni

abby’s walking home from her usual workout at the gym when she sees a u-haul parked outside of her apartment building, catching her attention. with her curiosity peaked, she approaches the truck only to see you struggling to lift heavy boxes out of the truck and into the building alone.

“here, let me help you.” abby reaches for one of the boxes on your left and hoists it up into her arms, her muscles rippling underneath her shirt.

your breath hitches in her throat as you watches the woman pick up the heavy box without breaking a sweat, you eyes darting over her toned legs and arms.

your voice is quiet and airy, clearly caught off guard by the situation at hand. “oh…thank you.” you smile and allow this mysterious woman to help you.

“what apartment you in, sweetheart?” she asks, smiling at you over her shoulder as she makes her way up the steps and into the building with you trailing behind her.

“oh…uhm, 5A.” you mumble, holding out your key to show her. she smirks and nods her head smugly. “well would you look at that….im in 5B….”