Kate stays back and chats with the neighbour

"Go ahead, darling. I'll follow shortly," Kate's soft words flowed after her husband as he made his way into the building, his smile trailing behind him like a warm, fading sunbeam.

Turning her attention back to Oliver, Kate leaned against the car, her curiosity mingling with the cool night air. "So, what brings you to this corner of the city?" she inquired, her voice a gentle ripple in the stillness.

Oliver, his voice a measured cadence of intrigue, responded with a hint of adventure dancing in his words. "I've recently been relocated from London. It's been quite the whirlwind, but I'm already finding myself drawn to this place. Working from home makes life a bit more manageable."

Kate, lost in her thoughts, echoed her appreciation. "That sounds wonderful," she sighed, her gaze momentarily unfocused as she pondered the prospect of Jake working remotely—a dream still out of reach.

Oliver took a quick glance at Kate, she wore a black dress that hugged the curves of her hips, thighs and ass. Standing at 5'4, she looked stunning. Her brunette hair cascaded down over her shoulders, there were no clips or pins holding it in place, just a few strands hanging around her face framing her beautiful eyes. A red purse hung from her shoulder which completed the outfit.

Observing her, Oliver couldn't help but inquire, "You look quite elegant tonight. Were you at a party or a special event?"

Kate, her eyes shimmering like distant stars, nodded gently. "It was my best friend's birthday celebration tonight. We're just returning from there."

"I see," Oliver acknowledged with a courteous nod. "You must be quite tired then. I won't keep you any longer. It's been an absolute pleasure meeting you."

Kate offered a gracious smile as she began her retreat into the apartment building's embrace. "Until next time," she bid him, her figure retreating like a fragment of a dream into the night.