Fifty-eight

Fifty-eight

Jordan

"And. Here. We. Go!" Greyson opens the door and we rush in. My heart pounds against my chest but I couldn't help but just smile.

"Wow." I whispered.

"I know right! Once we get all of our furniture in here, it would be even more amazing!" Greyson said from behind me.

I walked around the apartment. It was a two bedroom with two bath. We had a patio, with the view of the city. We are on the second floor. I walked over to the kitchen and the counters were black and white marble. The oven was stainless steel. The microwave was glossy black. The refrigerator was...