Page 170 of Not Over You

“Those were done by the masters and they have clouds, thank you.”

He grins. “I bet you could paint some clouds on there. But I like the idea of fish better.”

I groan. “I’ll be in the car.”

House number two is better on the outside. The only thing I think is odd are the two statues of naked people in a rather sexual position in the flower bed.

Hunter walks around the perimeter of the lawn while Kat works the door. This time the air that comes out is clean. I sigh in relief.

Kat glances at her data sheet. “This one is sold as is, furnished.”

I look at the paper Kat gave me. It’s a bit expensive, but furnished would help. I have a small apartment worth of stuff, not enough to decorate a house.

In a high voice, she says, “Oh my! Look at this!”

I step around Kat and, once again, I’m dumbfounded. Hunter’s looking over my shoulder in the next instant.

His breath stirs my hair when he speaks, “Is that a stripper pole?”

“Uh, I think so. And what’s that?” Kat bursts out laughing… “Isn’t that one of those sex chairs?”

Hunter drops his hands on my shoulders. “Oh, this is too good.”

I step out of his reach and wander farther into the oddly classy room. It’s got sleek black tile flooring and nicely painted dove gray walls. “What is this place?”

Hunter strolls around the room and offers, “A swinger’s pad.”

Kat slides open two big doors that open into a gigantic bedroom. “I think you’re right. Check this out.”

My eyes try to reconcile what I’m seeing. It’s a giant round bed on a pedestal. My face turns flaming hot. What is it with beds today?

I’m drawn like a magnet into the bedroom against my better judgment. Yep. It’s a round bed. And there are a LOT of mirrors.

I hear Hunter’s voice from somewhere behind me. “This takes the cake. I thought these things were only a myth.” He’s peering over the edge of a five-foot-tall champagne glass hot tub.

Kat runs over and climbs up on the stairs that lead to the top of the tub. “I saw photos of these in ads for honeymoons in the Poconos like a gazillion years ago.”

Hunter laughs. “It might be vintage.” He pushes a button and the water in the spa starts to swirl. “Oh yeah, baby. It works! Anyone want to take a dip?”

I leave them to their clowning around and walk into the kitchen. It’s nice. Sleek. Has modern appliances and is undoubtedly the most normal and attractive feature of the house. Kat comes bouncing in. “This place is a trip. It wouldn’t be too hard to turn into a nice house.”

“A nice house with some weird energy.” I open the cabinets and see lots and lots of champagne glasses. Enough for a really big party. Yep, swinger party pad makes sense.

“You sound like Maddy now. I’m sure she could do some kind of energy clearing crystal ceremony.”

“I’ll leave this one for Hunter. I’m sure he’d be fine having a stripper pole in the living room.”

“Hey, I might be a dude, but I’m not totally a man-slut.”

I didn’t realize he was standing behind me. Damn man moves like a ghost which is surprising for a man of his gigantic size. I always wondered how he moves that mountain of muscle around so efficiently.

“I like the house. I could do without all the toys. Although, there’s a couple I’d keep. Like the sex swing in the guest room.”

My eyes go wide. “Sex swing?”

He grins, “Yeah, wanna check it out?”

I back up and wave goodbye. “I’ll be in the car.”

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