Body Swap With My Alpha Mate

Chapter 6 - Her things

*Angelo*

Ophelia's appartment was neat. Once inside, Angelo turned to the right there was the little kitchenette, complete with a marble island benchtop. 

As he walked his shoes tapped on the wooden floorboards. On the left side of the apartment, opposite the kitchen, was the bathroom. Angelo whistled. It was nice. 

He looked Infront of him was the living/dining room. Tucked in the otherside of the bench was a tiny table and two chairs. Behind that was a two seater couch along the right wall. Above that was a large black and white painting of roses. Along the left wall opposite the couch was a black glossy lowline tv cabinet with a flatscreen tv mounted on it. 

Angelo flopped down on the couch. Two walnut doors side by side were staring at him. He got up and gingerly opened the one that was near the tv.

He discovered that it was her bedroom. He was agast because for a women, her room was a mess! 

The bed was unmade and there were clothes strewn around the room and a bra was hanging on the bed head. "Is this women a pig?" Angelo mumbled to himself. He rolled up his sleeves and began attempting to tidy up. He didn't have the first clue where everything went. He opened her wardrobe.

"Ok, this is the best place to start." He said outloud to himself. He found a red suitcase and pulled that out and laid it on the clean floor space. He found a laundry basket in the bathroom and began to sort the clothes in her room. The ones on the floor, he picked up and put in the laundry basket. The ones on her bed, he determined were clean so he hung them up and put them away. As he began to get some semblance of order, he began to pack some things. He went to her underwear drawer.

He found two pairs of Spanx one in black and the other baige. He held them up and was mortified. "She actually wears such a torture device?" He shoved them back in the drawer and continued to try to find acceptable underwear. She had a few cotton panties, but most were huge grandma panties. 

Angelo sighed. "This women has no sense of self esteem if she wears these kind of things..." Never the less he packed a few. He held up a few of her bras. They were all different colours. He held it up against himself as he tried to figure out how he was ever going to put one on. He was used to taking them off. 

Again he packed a few in different colours. He was about to.close the drawer when at the back he spotted a purple lacy thong and bra set. "Now this is more like it!" Angelo smirked and packed them too. 

Next he moved onto the next drawer. It contained her nightwear. She had cotton nighties and not the flattering kind. Again Angelo sighed. He would have to take this women shopping. He grabbed a few night clothes and then moved onto her hanging clothes. He knew she would need some suits for court. He picked a grey suit and matching skirt. He found a lacy peach blouse to pair it with. He found some black high heels and cringed. 

"Oh god, will I have to wear those?" Never the less he packed them too. Once he stood up he spied a green long sleeve silk blouse. "Ooh I like that colour!" He then picked out a black skirt to go with it. He packed that too. He then caught his reflection in the mirror. He was horrified to see that the expression on his face was a happy one. "My god, what the hell is wrong with me! I'm enjoying packing things for that women!" He slammed the lid of the suitcase closed. 

Before leaving the bedroom for a breather.

He went into her bathroom. Then he remembered that she will need some of her toiletries too. He opened the undersink cupboard and found a purple toiletry bag. He went into the shower recess and found shampoo and conditioner, along with her shower gel. He chucked them all in the bag. He grabbed her toothbrush and toothpaste tube and chucked that in too. "What am I missing?" Then it hit him. This women had long hair. "Hairbrush!" He opened the vanity mirror and there it was sitting on the bottom shelf. He also grabbed that and some hair ties. He was about to close the door when he spied a packet of sanitary pads. He gulped. 

He grabbed them too before leaving the bathroom in a huff. He chucked all her toiletries on top of the clothes in the suitcase before closing the lid and zipped it up. 

He stood the suitcase up and pulled the handle out. He wheeled it out behind him. As he was going passed the other closed door, it had him curious, so he slid that door open to find an office. And it was just as messy as Ophelia's room! "Jesus Christ, this women is so lazy!" He went snooping through the papers that were on the desk. There was a notepad with scribbles all over it. Sprawled out next to the computer was a briefcase. 

Angelo figured this women might need her casework so he piled all the messy papers and the notepad and chucked it all in the briefcase. He clicked the tabs shut and carried it with him. He prayed that he had gathered enough of her belongings and he left the apartment. This time he was going to take the elevator. It was a little ways away from her front door, but it was better then hefting her suitcase down the stairs. He pushed the button and waited for the elevator to ascend. He didn't hear anyone step up beside her until they cleared their throat. 

Angelo was startled. 'damn this normal human hearing' he thought to himself. The person who had cleared their throat was a short man in glasses. 

"Hello Miss Ophelia. I haven't seen you for a while. Been working? We've missed you at our book club, oh are you going somewhere?"

Angelo tried to stifle a laugh. 'This women knows such a nerd? And she even attends a book club!' he thought to himself. "Pfft! Ha ha ha!" The poor man looked at him with concern. "Are you ok Ophelia? I didn't say anything funny...." Angelo put his hand on the poor guys shoulder. "Yeah man, I'm fine. I'm sure she'll see you around..." His sentence hung in the air as the elevator doors opened and he stepped inside.

The doors closed on the poor confused bookworm, and Angelo breathed a sigh of relief. 

The elevator quicker descended and then the forest opened to the lobby. As he stepped out he seen a women unlocking her mailbox. Angelo muttered a curse under his breath and supposed he should collect this women's mail. He fished her keys out of her handbag and went to the mailboxes. They all looked the same to him. Untill he read the small numbers underneath each box. "Ah 302!" He again fumbled with the keys until he found the right one. 

He lifted out all her mail and shoved it all into her handbag. He figured she can go through it later. 

He closed the mailbox and then went outside to the curb. He parked the suitcase behind him as he fished out her phone and dialled a cab again to take him back to his condo. As he checked the messages on her phone there were quite a few from her boss. 

'Jury has been selected. I hope you are ready for tomorrow. Please get plenty of rest. I want my best lawyer on this job!'

Angelo scowled. He was screwed. He had no idea how he was going to go in the courthouse tomorrow. With that same thought he prayed that Ophelia hadn't screwed up the meeting, but then he knew that his wolf would've helped her out so he was able to sigh with a relief. Things so far were going smoothly or so he thought.....