Love You Too: PART FOURTY ONE

-NATE-

Just as what Tiffany called 'the most romantic part' of Breakfast at Tiffany's was about to begin, my phone rang. I glanced across at it, but Tiffany kept holding me tighter, indicating that she didn't want me to leave. I craned my neck to see who it was, and I soon realised it was the estate agent.
"T, it's the estate agent, it's probably urgent" I said, pulling away gently and grabbing my phone. I pressed accept on the call and headed out onto the balcony in Tiffany's room. I left the glass door open so I could keep an eye on her, and so she could hear what I was roughly saying.
"Hello?"
"Hello, Mr Cole. I've called to tell you that your house is ready for you to start moving things in, shall I come round and give you the keys?"
"Yes, that would be great thanks! What time works for you?"
"Any time before 11am really, what time suits you?"
"Come now if you can," and after giving her Tiffany's mother's address, I added "Is that alright?"
"I'm just down the street so I'll be there in about 5 minutes! Wait, doesn't that house belong to--"
"Tiffany's mother, yes" I cut in, knowing exactly what she was getting at.
"And I can come inside? I knew being an estate agent in Manhattan would have its perks!"
"Okay, well I'll see you in a bit" I laughed, loving how innocent this woman seemed.
"Sure!" she said, practically buzzing.
"T, the estate agent is bringing round the keys for the new house in a few minutes" I said, looking at her. She was wearing nothing but a white shirt of mine, her hair was slightly matted and tangled, and she was transfixed by the scene on the television screen. "Earth to Tiffany?" I said, teasing her.
She moaned a little in response. "I'm getting changed as someone's coming round, you should probably do the same!" I said again, moving to the closet to pull out a polo shirt.
"Yeah yeah. Fine" she said, pausing the movie.
"I'm going to brush my teeth" I said, moving into the bathroom.
When I emerged, Tiffany hadn't changed what she was wearing. She was still sporting my white shirt, but it looked totally different. She'd taken it off, wrapped it round her chest and knotted the arms at the front, doing up all the buttons as she went. This made a summery dress, that looked like it belonged on some kind of runway in Paris, not in her bedroom.
"You look incredible!" I said, coming over and feeling her masterpiece. It was quite a short dress, so I immediately began to fear the worst: that she'd cut pieces off.
"Don't worry" she said, reading my mind "When I take it off it'll be a shirt again" she said, whipping out a small amount of makeup.
"Where did you learn to do this?"
"I don't know really, I just thought of it as you went into the bathroom"
"You're incredible" I said, kissing the back of her neck, as her hair was now tied up in a top knot.
"Thank you" she said, putting down her makeup brushes and turning round to look at me. "Thank you for everything"
"What do you mean?" I said, wrapping my arms around her waist.
"I mean for staying with me, for proposing, for this ring, for providing 50% of this baby" she said, making the whole thing sound oh so romantic
"You make that sound so hot!" I joked, "But thank you for providing the other half"
"I love you Nate"
"I love you too"
The doorbell rang, and then there was a sharp knock on the door.
"I'll get that" I said, walking steadily out to open the door for the estate agent.
"Hello!" she said, following my outstretched arm to the nearest couch.
"I'll just get Tiffany, please sit down" I said, moving away and going back into the bedroom.
"T--" I started, but she cut me off by kissing me ferociously. I was confused by this random show of affection, but I wasn't going to complain!
As soon as the kiss broke, she straightened her makeshift dress and ventured into the living room.
"Hello!" she said, sitting next to the agent and smiling.
"This is such a beautiful house! I've always dreamed of coming in here! Anyway" she said, realising her mind had drifted off "I've just come to give you the keys and to tell you a little bit"
"Okay" Tiffany and I both said.
"So here are the keys" she said, handing me the keys and making eye contact with me for longer than anticipated. "And basically I've brought you a house plan, with measurements so you can start planning furniture and whatnot. I suppose you don't need to know what's around your house, as it's only a few blocks away from your old one, but you may not have noticed that the Metropolitan Museum of Art is just across the street to you"
"Did you hear that? My favourite museum is across the street!" Tiffany said, beaming at me.
"I thought it might be! That's about it really, give me a call if you have any more questions or problems" she said, handing me her business card and repeating the prolonged eye contact.
"Sure!" Tiffany said, breaking the eye contact and picking up on the signals that were being released from this situation.
She stood up, and escorted the woman to the door.
"Your dress looks beautiful by the way, where's it from?" the estate agent said to Tiffany.
"It's my fiancée's shirt, I just put it on differently"
"Oh right, well it looks great!" she said, trying to stay positive but realising that as we were engaged, she was never going to manage to have a relationship with me. She left the apartment, with Tiffany closing the door behind her.
"Did you notice she was--"
"Yes" I said, looking over at my girlfriend with a look the explained that I knew.
"Okay good" she said, moving into the kitchen to make her green tea.
"What was with the kiss before she came?" I said, intrigued as to what my response would be.
"This one?" she said, repeating the deep and passionate embrace again.
"Yeah, that one" I said, romance and passion filling my voice, my knees slightly weak.
"I don't know really, I just can't resist you sometimes." that tipped me over the edge. Those two kisses had my mind swimming, but now I felt uncontrollable.
"Hey baby?" I said, making her turn around.
"Yeah?"
"Come into the bedroom please" I said, surging through the pain in my shoulder to lift her up and carry her into the bedroom.