yellow and white throw pillows.
When we reach the upstairs landing,
Isaac tells me that he and Judah have their own suite of rooms. He indicates
that the right side belongs to Judah, while the left side belongs to him. As
he shows me his suite of rooms, he explains that both sides are identical with
the only difference being their decorating styles. There are three rooms; a
master suite, a guest bedroom and a home office where I spy a grouping of video
screens on the wall in front of a desk that has a lot of expensive looking
equipment on it.
__________________________
When I enter his bedroom; I take a
few seconds to scan the room - it’s huge and inviting. The off-white and tan
color scheme is very calming – much like Isaac. I have known him for a week
and I have come to learn that he has a very soothing presence.
I walk further into the bedroom and
take in everything. The floors are hardwood and match the rafter type ceiling.
To the left is a raised sitting area. A large leather, espresso-colored
recliner-type chair sits in front of a flat screen TV mounted on the wall.
Behind the chair are a pair of French doors – it looks like they lead to a
balcony or deck.
I purposely avoid looking at the
king size bed as I let my gaze scan the rest of the room. To the right,
there’s a rustic-looking dark wood door that appears to be hanging against the
wall – it looks like a barn door. Because I am nosey, I walk over and slide it
open. Inside is the most indulgent bathroom I have seen in person. I look
back over my shoulder at Isaac and he is leaning against the door jam. He
gives me a look as if to say ‘go ahead and look’. And I do.
His bathroom is on the large size.
I look around and the tan and off-white color scheme, with the wood trim that
matches the flooring, is in here too. The vanity consists of a long
rectangular sink nestled into a wooden base with a wooden countertop. An
enclosed toilet is on the left side, catty-cornered to the vanity. There is no
bathtub and instead of a traditional shower, there appears to be a walk in
shower on the right. I see an open entryway that I am assuming leads to the
actual shower area and me being nosey and all, I walk further in. Only one
word can describe Isaac’s shower – mind-blowing (okay, that’s two words, but
you get my point).
The shower is a generous size with
walls made of stone and wood. The showerheads are located on the left and
right walls while the back wall has a built-in shelf with a dark colored bottle
and a bar of soap. I am tempted to sniff his soap because he always smells so
good, but his voice stops me.
“You okay in there?” Isaac yells
out.
I feel my face heat up.
How long have I been in here?
“Sorry. I really like your
shower,” I reply sheepishly as I walk out of the shower/bathroom and back into
the bedroom. He comes over and wraps me in his arms, planting a kiss on my
forehead.
“No need to be sorry – besides, I
plan to get you very dirty later, so you will get a chance to use it.”
Um…what?
I quickly look at him. He flashes
me that dimpled grin and he has a mischievous gleam in his eyes.
“Is that okay with you? That I get
you dirty that is?” he asks.
I almost knock him over with the
force of my kiss. We are a mess of grunts, groans and moans as he walks me
backwards towards that big bed. When the back of my legs bump the bed, he
catches me before I fall back. He helps me take off my hoodie, leaving me in a
long-sleeved t-shirt as he continues to kiss me. His hands travel to my jeans
and he deftly unbuttons them and tries to slide them down my hips.
These jeans are on the snug side,
so I help him out by working them down my hips, I fall back on the bed when
they get stuck around my knees. Isaac grabs one foot, pulls off my shoe and he
does the same with the other. He then grabs a jean leg in each hand and pulls
my jeans
When we reach the upstairs landing,
Isaac tells me that he and Judah have their own suite of rooms. He indicates
that the right side belongs to Judah, while the left side belongs to him. As
he shows me his suite of rooms, he explains that both sides are identical with
the only difference being their decorating styles. There are three rooms; a
master suite, a guest bedroom and a home office where I spy a grouping of video
screens on the wall in front of a desk that has a lot of expensive looking
equipment on it.
__________________________
When I enter his bedroom; I take a
few seconds to scan the room - it’s huge and inviting. The off-white and tan
color scheme is very calming – much like Isaac. I have known him for a week
and I have come to learn that he has a very soothing presence.
I walk further into the bedroom and
take in everything. The floors are hardwood and match the rafter type ceiling.
To the left is a raised sitting area. A large leather, espresso-colored
recliner-type chair sits in front of a flat screen TV mounted on the wall.
Behind the chair are a pair of French doors – it looks like they lead to a
balcony or deck.
I purposely avoid looking at the
king size bed as I let my gaze scan the rest of the room. To the right,
there’s a rustic-looking dark wood door that appears to be hanging against the
wall – it looks like a barn door. Because I am nosey, I walk over and slide it
open. Inside is the most indulgent bathroom I have seen in person. I look
back over my shoulder at Isaac and he is leaning against the door jam. He
gives me a look as if to say ‘go ahead and look’. And I do.
His bathroom is on the large size.
I look around and the tan and off-white color scheme, with the wood trim that
matches the flooring, is in here too. The vanity consists of a long
rectangular sink nestled into a wooden base with a wooden countertop. An
enclosed toilet is on the left side, catty-cornered to the vanity. There is no
bathtub and instead of a traditional shower, there appears to be a walk in
shower on the right. I see an open entryway that I am assuming leads to the
actual shower area and me being nosey and all, I walk further in. Only one
word can describe Isaac’s shower – mind-blowing (okay, that’s two words, but
you get my point).
The shower is a generous size with
walls made of stone and wood. The showerheads are located on the left and
right walls while the back wall has a built-in shelf with a dark colored bottle
and a bar of soap. I am tempted to sniff his soap because he always smells so
good, but his voice stops me.
“You okay in there?” Isaac yells
out.
I feel my face heat up.
How long have I been in here?
“Sorry. I really like your
shower,” I reply sheepishly as I walk out of the shower/bathroom and back into
the bedroom. He comes over and wraps me in his arms, planting a kiss on my
forehead.
“No need to be sorry – besides, I
plan to get you very dirty later, so you will get a chance to use it.”
Um…what?
I quickly look at him. He flashes
me that dimpled grin and he has a mischievous gleam in his eyes.
“Is that okay with you? That I get
you dirty that is?” he asks.
I almost knock him over with the
force of my kiss. We are a mess of grunts, groans and moans as he walks me
backwards towards that big bed. When the back of my legs bump the bed, he
catches me before I fall back. He helps me take off my hoodie, leaving me in a
long-sleeved t-shirt as he continues to kiss me. His hands travel to my jeans
and he deftly unbuttons them and tries to slide them down my hips.
These jeans are on the snug side,
so I help him out by working them down my hips, I fall back on the bed when
they get stuck around my knees. Isaac grabs one foot, pulls off my shoe and he
does the same with the other. He then grabs a jean leg in each hand and pulls
my jeans
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