Bracelets

** First off, thank you for being so nice about the late post. Secondly, it's kind of short and I'm sorry! But I promise to post on Tuesday (and Wednesday like usual). Just was a crazy week and weekend. Hope you're all watching the VMAs tonight too! #TayTayforPresident**

I tiptoed around Ash the next two days, never knowing when or if she was going to finally lose it about Steve. But alas, she acted completely and utterly normal. I thought that I was going to end up being the one to explode, being on edge for two full days was really taking a toll on my sanity.

Needless to say, I was definitely ready for Dylan to visit by Friday. I hustled out of work early, finishing up a few emails and tweets while I walked to the subway. I wanted to get home in time to shower and spruce up the house before his train got in.

At home, I breezed through the rooms throwing out stray trash and piling up our massive accumulation of girly-ass magazines on the coffee table, throwing TIME on top in an effort to make me look a little bit well read. I placed the sunflowers I had grabbed on the way home in a vase on the counter before hopping in the shower to shave myself from head to toe. When I stepped out of the shower, I lathered my whole body in coconut-scented lotion. Even though long distance felt unbearable at times, there was definitely something to be said for the excitement I felt before every visit. It was like having Christmas come twice a month. 

I was midway through blow drying my hair when I heard the buzzer sound. Confused, I checked my phone which had been sitting quietly on the dresser. His train wasn't due in for another five minutes, plus he would have had to come all the way down to the West Village, adding at least another 15. I wrapped my massive blue towel around my still naked body and tip toed out into the living room. 

"Hello?" I asked tentatively, holding down the buzzer.

"Hey babe," I heard his rough voice on the other end, and it gave flight to the butterflies in my stomach knowing he was just feet away.

"Dylan? You're early.."

He laughed before answering, "I caught an earlier train. Want to let me in?"

I immediately held down the door open button and unlocked the front door. He turned the corner and a huge grin broke across his face. He wrapped his arms around me and buried his face in my hair. 

"You didn't have to get so dressed up for me," he said, taking in my towel and nothing else.

"I just couldn't find shoes to match," I said, pulling apart to kiss him. I felt his hand reach up under the towel and I intertwined my fingers in his hair.

"Is Ash home?" he asked breathlessly, his hand inching up higher on my leg.

"No, she won't be home until tomorrow," I replied, pressing myself into him. Ash had left for DC that morning for a conference and wasn't coming back until Saturday morning.

He shrugged, dropping his weekend bag on the floor. "I have a present for you," he said, pulling away.

"Is it your penis?" I smiled. 

He threw his head back in laughter. "No! God." 

Bending down, he dug around in his bag before pulling out a tiny box. 

I took it from him and looked between him and the gift. "What is this for?" 

"Well the other day I kept thinking about how badly I missed you. So I wanted to get you something so that you think of me, even if it's only half as much as I think about you." 

You know how sometimes girls just "can't even"? I couldn't. even. WHO is this man and where did he come from? I gingerly opened the box to find the most perfect bracelet I had ever laid eyes on. Laying in the blue velvet box was a delicate braided gold chain, a single gold feather dangling from the middle. 

"I love it," I said, reaching in to grab the bracelet and draping it across my wrist. He reached over and wordlessly clasped it for me. "Thank you." I reached up, wrapping my arms around his neck. "It's perfect."

He took his face in my hands and pushed me up against the living room wall. Reaching up, he undid the knot I had twisted to keep my towel up in one swift motion. It dropped to the floor and his hand was between my legs in an instant while his mouth traced the line from my collar bone up to my neck. I leaned into the wall, overcome with feelings for him. He was easy to talk to, gorgeous, bought me presents out of no where, smart, witty and on top of all that, gave me unbelievable orgasms. Seriously.. was this a prank? I tried to squash the overwhelming feeling I had that sooner or later, he was going to disappear from my life just as quickly as he had come into it.