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Lucy
I miss my Grams, but moving into her apartment is like keeping her with me, even if I can't reach and touch her or expect an answer when I need advice. I just don't remember the will stating there would be a very dead rat in my closet, my appliances would go on a camping trip without me, and all nine circles of Hell would decide to vacation in my spacious three-bedroom apartment. Thank God, Nick the aggravatingly cocky and sexy super is on the job...
Nick
New job, new digs, new annoyingly beautiful, nerdy tenant who seems to attract bad luck and dead animals as if she's the love child of Steve Urkel and Dr. Doolittle. Wait, what? My life was smooth sailing until Lucy came rolling in like a hurricane, tossing me about and giving me all kinds of... feelings.
*Authors Note: This short story contains strong language and sexual content. If you enjoy eccentric and filter-free best friends, dirty old men with hearts of gold, a mystery of Scooby-Doo proportions, and smexy times between a forensic accountant and a growly super, then grab a bottle of wine (or sparkling grape juice, you do you) and your Snuggie and settle in for The Super's Bean Counter.
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