We landed in MIA yesterday. Kim and I were staying at her folks' house till we found a place of our own.
"Hey babe, you ready?" Kimberly asked as she walked into the guest room, although Kim's parents offered no protest to her and I staying in her room, we decided it would be respectful if I stayed in the guest bedroom.
"Yup, just need to slip on my shoes," I replied.
I stood up and Kim tossed me the keys to her dad's car. My car was being shipped down and wouldn't be here for another couple days.
"Why don't you drive, you already know where to go," I stated.
Kim refused to take the keys back from me,
"You have to learn, you're a South Floridian now, the more you drive the more you will get a feel for the place," she reasoned.
I smiled and nodded, she was absolutely right. Kim and I stepped outside and hopped into the car.
"Guess I'm gonna have to get used to this warm weather," I commented.
"That's right, and you'll also have to get used to short skirts and short shorts," Kim smiled in reply before slowly rubbing her exposed thighs.
We laughed and I started the car, we were off the meet our real estate agent.
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After a day of driving around Miami and seeing numerous apartments, townhouses , condos , and houses with our real estate agent, Gertrude, we decided to call it today.
"I'll have a couple more places lined up for you two tomorrow," Gertrude informed as we said our goodbyes.
"So did you like anything we saw today?"
Kim looked over to me as I drove,
"No, not one," she dejectedly stated.
"That's okay sweetie, we'll find something," I tried to console, at the same time trying to raise my own spirits.
We stopped off and had a quick bite for dinner then headed back to Kim's parents' place.
Kim and I were exhausted. We showered and found ourselves curled up on the couch in the living room. The television was on but we weren't watching. I was gently running my hand through Kim's hair as we spoke, her head resting comfortably on my chest.
"Did Adam call you?"
"Yeah, this morning," I replied.
"How's their home search going?" Kim asked.
"About the same as ours I guess, but he did mention they might have found one this afternoon," I informed.
"That's nice; remind me to give Summer a call in the morning."
We laid there a few more minutes before Kim turned her face to me,
"Come to bed with me," she whispered.
"I wish I could baby."
"You can, they're not going to mind," Kim insisted, referring to her parents who were upstairs in their room.
"But I will Kimmy, we're in a serious relationship and I know that they know that, but we're still an unmarried couple staying at your folks' place, and it just feels like it would be disrespectful to them," I tried to explain.
"I just miss being next to you," Kim responded as she pressed her forehead down on my chest in defeat.
"I know baby, me too, it won't be for long, I promise.
I kissed Kim on the head and we laid there for a little while longer. Eventually we both retired to our rooms.
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The next morning it was the same routine, Kim and I were up early, had a quick breakfast together, then set out to meet Gertrude.
By lunchtime, Kim and I were beginning to feel despondent again; the places we'd seen just didn't speak to us, that was until Gertrude took us to an apartment building in North Miami Beach. The building was a four story located in a somewhat quiet suburban area. Gertrude led us up the elevator to the third floor, then all the way to the end of the maroon carpeted hallway. We stopped at "315" and the red haired Gertrude fiddled with the keys. She swung the door open and Kim and I walked past her. We rounded a short corner and entered a living room area. The area was pretty spacious; in the foreground off to the left was the kitchen, separated from the living room by a long black marble island countertop. The kitchen seemed a tight fit, but came with all stainless steel appliances. To our left, right at the entrance was a doorway that led to one bedroom. Kim and I explored. The first bedroom seemed big enough to just be comfortable, a good guest bedroom perhaps. The sliding door in the bedroom led to the bathroom, which was spotless, it almost looked brand new. Back out in the living room, Kim and I walked out through some glass sliding doors to the balcony, which since we were at a corner apartment, wrapped from one side of the building around to the other. From our vantage point we could see the ocean in the distance and had a nice view of the park across the street. Gertrude led us back into the living room and into the master bedroom. The room was very spacious, well lit by two windows, and had large walk in closets. The bathroom was large as well, fitted with a luxurious tub in the corner as well as a separate standalone glass paneled shower.
"So what do you guys think?" Gertrude asked, "It's right in your price range too," she added.
Kim and I looked at each other and smiled.
"Do you mind if we take a minute to discuss?" I asked.
"Of course," Gertrude replied and excused herself.
As Gertrude stood on the balcony and closed the doors, I turned to Kim,