underwear hanging in my bathroom will just enhance the fantasy of what you might be wearing when I get you out of your top clothing articles.”
She laughed and gently nudged his shoulder with her own. “You can get me out of my clothes anytime you want, sailor.” She said in a classic old Hollywood vivacious vixen voice before winking at him. He leaned in, placing one tender kiss on the side of her neck and said, “I’ll have to remember that.”
“How about now?”
“I don’t have any condoms in here either.”
She nodded. “You should buy some. I don’t know your size or I’d buy them for you.”
He threw his head back and laughed. “Baby, I can show you the package right now if you want to know what you’re getting.”
“You show me now and I might just have to take what I want. So I think we’d better save the show and tell for another time.”
“Show and use, baby,” he grinned. “I’ll let my boy make his own impression in you.”
She shivered just thinking about his words. When he was holding her in his arms she could feel his erection and she knew whatever the package was it was going to be something well worth waiting for. “Go take your shower,” she laughed. “I’ll wait right here.” She pointed downward to the spot she was standing in. He had shown her around the downstairs enough for her to see that his entertainment room was large enough for a small social party. The hardwood floors were a deep cherry in color and the walls were nice shades of pale blue and ivory in most of the downstairs rooms. The kitchen looked as if it belonged to a gourmet chef with stainless steel appliances, two wall unit ovens and a dark wood crescent shaped island in the center that had a marble top. She could get lost in a kitchen like that. The kitchen was the only room, thus far that had granite tile flooring, everything else was hard wood. She imagined he probably made the switch so that any spills wouldn’t tarnish the floor like it would a wood floor. He had great taste and his home was amazing. All the times they had spent the night having dinner on his property she hadn’t gone inside his home. She had waited in the truck while he picked up the meal they were planning to eat. And when it was her turn to bring dinner she had picked that up from her place before they even left. Shane had always insisted on driving, which meant he always had to take her home, except last night, and the first night, where she had slept under the star blanketed sky with him. This was the first time she was seeing the inside of the place he lived in and she liked it a lot.
“Make yourself at home.” He said before rubbing her shoulder and leaving her standing in the quaint after dinner room. It was the kind of room a person could retire to, curl up in the big leather recliner near the fire place and read a book before bed.
She ran her fingers over the intricately designed cobblestone fireplace. She loved design and detail and right now the design of his home was inspiring some ideas for new jewelry pieces. She wished she could spend the entire day up in her place making new designs, but she couldn’t. She had to work today. She could, however, sketch the designs out while she had some down time in the store. The lull between customers would be the perfect time to sketch out a few pieces. Of course she knew the lull in activity would be few and far in between today.
“Why wait?” She mumbled before reaching into her purse and pulling out a small notebook that she carried with her. It wasn’t exactly sketchpad material, but paper was paper. She pulled out a pen, because she didn’t have a pencil with her, and she sat down in that big leather chair and started sketching her designs. Some were inspired by his place, some by the meteor shower they watched on their first date, and some by the things that happened beneath the darkened sky last night. She was so engrossed in what she was doing that she hadn’t even heard him come into the room. She hadn’t even realized it had been that long until he broke the silence when he asked, “are you ready