See You Tomorrow
See You Tomorrow
Susan’s laughter spilled out — light, melodic, and genuine. Her steps became even more deliberate, almost like she was walking a runway, her hips swaying to the rhythm of her amusement.
“Will you stop and let me take you home?” Joseph asked finally, his smile not fading.
Susan stopped walking and turned fully to him, tilting her head to one side with a playful smirk. “Thought you’d never ask,” she said.
Before she could touch the handle, Joseph reached across and pushed the SUV door open from inside. “Come on in,” he said with a grin, his voice deep and smooth.
Susan raised a brow, feigning surprise. “Wait— did that just happen? Did Joseph Hudson just open the door for me?” she asked, her tone filled with mock disbelief as she slid into the car.
“Yes, I did,” Joseph said proudly, watching her settle beside him. “And trust me, there are many more of it to come.”
The vehicle began moving smoothly, the hum of the engine blending with the low chatter of the other SUV trailing behind.
“So, you’re a gentleman now?” Susan teased, leaning back in the seat, her tone flirtatious.
“Of course I am,” Joseph replied smoothly, his voice steady and confident.
Susan chuckled softly, glancing at him sideways. “Hmm… time will tell. You don’t exactly strike me as the gentleman type.”
“I don’t?” he asked, feigning innocence, his lips curving again into that signature grin. “And what kind of man do I strike you as?”
Susan tilted her head, her smile playful. “The bad boy type,” she said, her voice soft and teasing.
Joseph leaned in slightly, his tone low. “I’ll be whatever you want me to be, ma’am.”
Susan looked away shyly, biting her lower lip as a blush crept up her cheek. “See, that’s exactly what a bad boy would say,” she murmured, still smiling.
Laughter filled the car — light and unforced. The teasing continued, flowing naturally between them. Joseph’s deep chuckles mixed with Susan’s soft giggles, their chemistry thick enough to be felt even in silence.
Minutes slipped by like seconds.
Before either realized, the SUVs rolled to a slow stop in front of Susan’s apartment building — the one she shared with Katy.
“This is me,” Susan said, pulling Joseph’s phone gently from his hand. Her nails clicked lightly against the screen as she typed in her number before handing it back. “Now that you have my number, no excuses.”
Joseph smiled, glancing down at his phone. “Oh, don’t worry. You’ll be hearing from me. And be prepared — tomorrow evening, I’ve got a little surprise for you.”
Susan arched a brow, her grin widening. “A little surprise? Like our last date — when you took me inside that building literally in the middle of the ocean? Is that the kind of little you’re talking about?”
Joseph chuckled, leaning closer. “Something like that. Just be ready.”
Susan sighed playfully. “I’ll see what I can do.”
Joseph’s smile deepened. “Is that hesitation I see on your face?”
Susan’s tone shifted slightly, though the smile remained. “It’s my roommate, Katy,” she said with a small sigh. “Ever since she found out I’ve been seeing you, it’s been a war at home. She might pull something to make sure I don’t make it to the date tomorrow.”
Joseph leaned forward, his tone serious now. “Katy? Your roommate?”
“Yeah,” Susan nodded. “The girl you kissed during the International Summit in Sacramento. You invited me, remember? But I couldn’t go.”
Recognition flashed in Joseph’s eyes. “I know her. And for the record, like I told you she kissed me. I had no intention of kissing her,” he said slowly, his tone low and measured. “I hope you’re not holding that against me.”
“No, no,” Susan said quickly, shaking her head. “It’s not that. She’s just… been acting crazy. Very crazy. She’s even attacked me.”
“What?” Joseph’s brows furrowed instantly, his tone dropping to a whisper. “She attacked you?”
Susan nodded lightly.
Joseph spoke in a low, steady voice. “Do you want me to have a word with her?”
“As much as I’d love you to, no,” Susan replied, her tone gentle but firm. “This is my problem. Let me handle it myself.”
Joseph studied her for a moment, then he nodded. “Alright,” he said finally. “If you say so.” He leaned back in his seat. “My men will be here tomorrow to pick you up for the date. Please be ready.”
“I will,” Susan replied softly, a small smile touching her lips as she reached for the door handle.
She opened the door and stepped out gracefully, turning back to wave. “See you tomorrow.”
Joseph watched her for a moment, smiling faintly.
As soon as the door clicked shut behind her, the engines hummed again, and the two SUVs slowly pulled away — the sound of their tires fading into the golden glow of the San Francisco evening.