I looked up at the doorman who held a raised brow in my direction. “Kind of lost without cell phones…you just can’t remember anyone’s phone number,” I released an uneasy chuckle.

“You got roadside assistance?”

“Um…no”

“You should look into it, especially since you’ve got auto-lock on your vehicle.”

Thank you Captain Obvious.

“Well, I can call someone to break it open for you, but it can’t be till morning.”

My stomach dropped when I thought about my only other option as I stood there, freezing in my wet clothes. I asked the doorman to call him for me so I could take him up on his offer for a dry shirt.

“Hartman, right?”

I nodded painfully. No good deed goes unpunished.

“Mark,” he called to a man standing by the elevators. “Can you take this young woman up to Hartman’s unit, she was with him earlier and is locked out.”

The overly polite, uniformed gentleman silently brought me up to the floor level just before the penthouse and I was pleasantly surprised to see that Troy hadn’t opted for the best. He would be the type.

Instead, I was led to the far end of the hallway with my squeaky wet shoes and pants that swooshed as my legs brushed.

The attendant unlocked the door and held it open for me.

“Thanks. I won’t be long, does this door lock from the outside?”

“Sure does. Have a good evening.” He offered before marching back to the elevator, leaving me with my heart beating against my chest before I slowly pushed my way in.

`It was dark, quiet, and comfortably warm when I stepped inside. I flicked on the foyer light switch and a nearby table lamp lit. It was covered with a black shade, so the lighting was dim and somewhat welcoming.

I removed my squeaky shoes, wondering why I was trying so hard to stay quiet when it was no doubt Troy was out cold. Turning slowly, I took in the surroundings. The ceilings were high, and three windows overlooking the Brooklyn bridge almost just as tall. The apartment was long as opposed to lofty. There was a velvet gray sofa facing a wall where the enormous flat screen hung and a smaller love seat at the far end, facing the open kitchen.