blues, and whites were randomly clustered all over the walls. The dark brown wood bed and furnishings contrasted beautifully with the walls. The bed was made, and chocolate brown sheets peeked out from a blue and tan comforter. There were photos framed in white clapboard frames, all around the room, all photos of the water, rocky coastlines, open sea, one of a single rower on calm water with the sun rising behind her.
"Is that you?" Gen asked, gesturing to the picture of the woman rowing.
"Yeah, that's me in college."
"Your whole house is done extremely well, but this room is fantastic."
"Thanks. My sister-in-law is a decorator. She helped me out a lot."
"She did a great job."
"She'll be glad to hear you think so. We had several arguments because, apparently, I can't do my whole house in blues." Jules inclined her head toward her closet. "This was where I found the safe." She opened the closet and showed Gen the safe, still on the floor of the closet surrounded by the wooden studs because she'd stopped the renovation while she decided what she was going to do with the safe.
Gen looked inside. "You have surprisingly few clothes, Jules."
"Ha ha. They're all hanging up in one of the guest rooms for now. Once I finish the renovation on the closet, it will be a walk in and everything will have a place."
"So, what else is there to see?"
"Master bath, which Auntie had redone before she died and I am so grateful for." Jules opened the ensuite door and Gen saw the corner jetted tub and granite shower area with glass doors and several shower heads.
"This is amazing."
"Yeah, Auntie believed in having good bathrooms and kitchens. I honestly think she expected me to sell the house, but I love it too much to let it go. Besides, she enjoyed having the tub and shower as she got older and needed the tub to relax her joints and room to put a bench in her shower. I still kind of think this was her extra gift to me."
"So, here ends our tour? The bathroom?"
Jules smirked. "No, there's one more thing."
"Jules, if you think you're taking me to bed ..."
"Of course not, not when I haven't even taken you out on a real date. What kind of woman do you think I am?"
"The kind who sleeps with a nurse whose name she can't remember."
"Yeah, I knew that would come back to bite me," Jules muttered. "But, I do want to show you one more thing, that is not my bed."
Jules offered Gen her hand and led the other woman out of the bathroom and toward the French doors on the other side of the bedroom. She opened the doors and flipped a switch. Twinkling lights were all over the upper gallery as Jules led Gen outside. A fan was oscillating above a cafe table and two chairs that looked over the street below.
"Okay, wow. Did you set all this up today?"
"As smooth as it would be to say yes, the answer is no. My brothers did this for Auntie a few years ago, I just keep it up."
Gen turned to face Jules. "You could have lied, I wouldn't have known."
"Yeah, well, two things about that. First, I'm a terrible liar, which is why I don't do it. I worry I'll be obviously lying if I keep things vague, so I wind up adding insane details that are so improbable I give the whole thing away."
"You said two things," whispered Gen, who was inches away from Jules.
Jules smiled ruefully. "Yes, I did. The second thing is what two different people told me today, and that is that I have absolutely no game. So, if I tried to be this smooth, I would have totally screwed it up."
"Oh, well, I guess it's good that I don't want to play any games, then," Gen murmured as she moved toward Jules. Jules wrapped her arms around Gen's waist and pulled her against her. Jules leaned down and Gen moved forward, stopping millimeters away from Jules' lips. Jules groaned, closing the gap and bringing their lips together.
Gen wrapped her arms around Jules' neck and deepened the kiss. Her fingers started playing with the short hair at the nape of Jules' neck causing the brunette to groan
"Is that you?" Gen asked, gesturing to the picture of the woman rowing.
"Yeah, that's me in college."
"Your whole house is done extremely well, but this room is fantastic."
"Thanks. My sister-in-law is a decorator. She helped me out a lot."
"She did a great job."
"She'll be glad to hear you think so. We had several arguments because, apparently, I can't do my whole house in blues." Jules inclined her head toward her closet. "This was where I found the safe." She opened the closet and showed Gen the safe, still on the floor of the closet surrounded by the wooden studs because she'd stopped the renovation while she decided what she was going to do with the safe.
Gen looked inside. "You have surprisingly few clothes, Jules."
"Ha ha. They're all hanging up in one of the guest rooms for now. Once I finish the renovation on the closet, it will be a walk in and everything will have a place."
"So, what else is there to see?"
"Master bath, which Auntie had redone before she died and I am so grateful for." Jules opened the ensuite door and Gen saw the corner jetted tub and granite shower area with glass doors and several shower heads.
"This is amazing."
"Yeah, Auntie believed in having good bathrooms and kitchens. I honestly think she expected me to sell the house, but I love it too much to let it go. Besides, she enjoyed having the tub and shower as she got older and needed the tub to relax her joints and room to put a bench in her shower. I still kind of think this was her extra gift to me."
"So, here ends our tour? The bathroom?"
Jules smirked. "No, there's one more thing."
"Jules, if you think you're taking me to bed ..."
"Of course not, not when I haven't even taken you out on a real date. What kind of woman do you think I am?"
"The kind who sleeps with a nurse whose name she can't remember."
"Yeah, I knew that would come back to bite me," Jules muttered. "But, I do want to show you one more thing, that is not my bed."
Jules offered Gen her hand and led the other woman out of the bathroom and toward the French doors on the other side of the bedroom. She opened the doors and flipped a switch. Twinkling lights were all over the upper gallery as Jules led Gen outside. A fan was oscillating above a cafe table and two chairs that looked over the street below.
"Okay, wow. Did you set all this up today?"
"As smooth as it would be to say yes, the answer is no. My brothers did this for Auntie a few years ago, I just keep it up."
Gen turned to face Jules. "You could have lied, I wouldn't have known."
"Yeah, well, two things about that. First, I'm a terrible liar, which is why I don't do it. I worry I'll be obviously lying if I keep things vague, so I wind up adding insane details that are so improbable I give the whole thing away."
"You said two things," whispered Gen, who was inches away from Jules.
Jules smiled ruefully. "Yes, I did. The second thing is what two different people told me today, and that is that I have absolutely no game. So, if I tried to be this smooth, I would have totally screwed it up."
"Oh, well, I guess it's good that I don't want to play any games, then," Gen murmured as she moved toward Jules. Jules wrapped her arms around Gen's waist and pulled her against her. Jules leaned down and Gen moved forward, stopping millimeters away from Jules' lips. Jules groaned, closing the gap and bringing their lips together.
Gen wrapped her arms around Jules' neck and deepened the kiss. Her fingers started playing with the short hair at the nape of Jules' neck causing the brunette to groan
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