EIGHT

Haven

Waking up on this tender, luxurious mattress seems like a dream, however as I stretch and soreness registers throughout my physique, I do know I’m awake. I grin as I stir within the blankets. Raphael did precisely as requested.

I open my eyes to an empty room, however in some unspecified time in the future, he received up and cleaned me off. As a lot as I get pleasure from being lined in cum, it’s no enjoyable when it dries, so I’m grateful. He’s a considerate man.

Managing to tug myself up and crawl away from bed, I discover the toilet and maintain my morning wants. There’s even a brand-new toothbrush ready on the counter for me. I look over my shoulder with narrowed eyes. Perhaps Raphael was mendacity about not having numerous males right here. Why else would he simply have a spare toothbrush?

Eh. Who am I to even query it? He’s doing me a large favor.

After tending to my morning wants, I enterprise out of the bed room and down the corridor. His house isn’t wherever close to as trendy as the outside would counsel. As a substitute, it seems like I stepped into some lavish palace from the previous. Truthfully, it appears just like the stuff I noticed in Paris after we went on a household journey there years in the past. Okay, the man likes antiques.

I gasp as he seems proper in entrance of me with out making a sound.

He smiles. “Sorry to startle you. Would you want espresso or tea? Meals?”

“I’d love some espresso please. I gained’t eat for just a few hours, however don’t let me cease you.”

Raphael will get an fascinating look on his face earlier than he turns round and heads again to the kitchen. I observe him, full of curiosity concerning the man. The kitchen is good—sparse and clear, like he doesn’t use it a lot. I lean on the island and watch him pour a mug of steaming espresso for me.

“Cream or sugar?”

“Each, please.”

“I’m glad I received some from Bowie. I don’t drink it.”

“However you might have a machine?”

He nods, taking a small cup of creamer from the fridge. “I informed the designer to outfit it as she noticed match.”

I stir the drink after he arms it to me. “You want antiques, I assume?”

“I do. I grew up in the same setting.”

“Cool.” I take a sip and smile as the recent liquid almost scorches my throat. Good. “So, out of curiosity, you stated you didn’t carry males right here, however you had an additional toothbrush for me.” Ooh, did that sound catty? I feel it’d’ve.

“I discovered it within the visitor toilet. Is it acceptable for you?”

Feeling a little bit sheepish, I nod. “Yeah. So, um, when do you suppose we will do it? The wedding and stuff?”

“I’m obtainable more often than not. I’ll allow you to resolve.” He lifts a glass of liquid to his lips, and as he drinks, I discover how thick and purple it’s.

“You’re consuming wine within the morning?”

“It’s not wine. It’s a… particular drink.”

“Can I style it?”

“No.” He nearly pulls again in horror. “You wouldn’t prefer it.”

“How are you aware?”

“I simply do.” He slams it again and hurries to rinse the glass within the sink. “I’ve uncommon dietary wants. It’s like a…”

“Like a complement?”

“Sure.” Raphael smiles. “A complement.”

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