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Amy stood outside of the front door to his house, a small smile gracing her lips. They had had plans for her to come up, but she hadn't given him the benefit of the knowledge she was coming by herself. After all, she wanted to surprise him, so why would she give him a call to pick her up at the airport?
She pulled her wheeled suitcase directly up to the door and rang the bell. He'd been home since the night before, when they'd parted company after RAW. She couldn't wait to see the expression on his face when he came to answer.
In all her excitement and anticipation, the pretty redhead failed to notice the movement off to her right, from the side of the house. The person slunk off stealthily as they caught a glimpse of her.
Amy couldn't help the small smile from growing slightly larger as she rang the doorbell again. He wasn't expecting her, therefore he was probably unprepared to answer the door. It was still morning and early enough that he might even still be in bed. She pictured him in just a pair of boxers and practically purred in satisfaction at the thought.
The door remained closed, locked... Either he was still asleep and deeply at that - the dogs were barking up a storm - or else he wasn't here. Amy frowned at the thought of that. Adam was most definitely not a morning person, and she knew he usually preferred shopping or working out in the afternoon.
She had her own key. However, it was somewhere buried in her purse. She cursed herself for having left it free as opposed to adding it to her own plentiful set of keys. Well, after this, that was exactly what she'd do.
She spotted Luger in a window off to the left, in the living room. The curtain was slightly pulled back and the yellow lab peered out at her and barked.
"Oh, Luger..." she said. "... If only you could open the door for me!" Amy released her bag and knelt down to rummage through her purse. She fished around for a good five minutes before she finally came up with the key to the front door of Adam's house.
"Aha... Finally." She straightened and inserted it into the door, and it quickly unlocked. The dogs were both in the small hallway and barking, jumping up on her in excitement as she entered.
"Hey, boys." She quickly shut the door behind her. "Adam?" She guessed he wasn't home, or else he definitely would have responded by now.
The redhead meandered through the house, poking her head into doors, the two dogs at her heels. Her boyfriend wasn't here. The only strange sign was when she entered the bedroom... One of the windows was open wide, and Amy knew Adam always closed them when he went out.
She arched an eyebrow as she approached it. It definitely wasn't like the blond man to forget to shut a window.
"C'mon, boys... Come on," she called to the dogs as she backed out of the room. The delightful canines obeyed and followed her.
She wondered where Adam was, where he'd gone. She reached into her purse for her cell phone, flipping it open. She felt she really should call him, but it would suck that she would ruin the surprise. But what choice did she have? He would come home to see someone in his house and probably think it was an intruder... After all, she'd never done this before when he wasn't home, but someone else *had* - and that person sure as hell hadn't been welcome. Amy didn't want the Canadian to come home and suspect for a second that that worthless bitch was the one who'd entered his house.
With her mind made up, the redhead pressed "1" on her speed dial - Adam's cell number. Oh, well... So much for surprising him.
The phone rang four times, and Amy was beginning to think he wasn't going to answer. However, as it was about to ring again, she finally heard his voice.
"Hello?"
Judging by his tone, she could tell he hadn't given the display on his cell phone a glance.
"Hi, baby, it's me."
"Ames... Hey."
This time, the redhead could hear the smile in her boyfriend's voice.
"Where are you, Adam?" she asked.
"I'm grocery shopping... I'm afraid all I have left in my fridge is a bottle of seltzer, some baking soda, and what I think are the remains of a meatloaf."
Amy chuckled. He couldn't possibly be as bad as she was when it came to that sort of thing. But she loved the way he liked to make her laugh.
"Oh, that explains it. I've been waiting for you, you know."
"You have? Where are you?"
She sighed. Oh well, there was no getting around it now.
"I'm in your house," she admitted. "I wanted to surprise you... I've been here about ten, fifteen minutes now."
"Wow... Well, I'm surprised," he said with a chuckle. "You just sit tight, make yourself comfortable. I'll be home soon."
"Okay," she said. She couldn't help the smile that easily came to her face.
"Love you."
"Love you, too." Amy hung up and took her shoes off, then stretched out on the couch to relax. Branny leapt up and
onto her lap, and as she stroked his head, she couldn't imagine anything dampening her mood.