Going upstate was the answer but was a lot more than Beau had implied. When we got to his guest house I was expecting a one room cabin with a bathtub that needed to be scrubbed. Not that I couldn't handle it but it wasn't what I was hoping for. When we arrived it was a twenty five hundred square feet house with two bedroom, both master suites and two gigantic bathrooms. It was furnished and decorated with all things vintage down to the old claw foot bathtub. I laid my bags down in the bedroom Beau gave me, poured half a bottle of bubble bath and bath salt into the tub and waited for it to fill up. I closed the bathroom door meanwhile so that the bathroom would be steamy.
"Beau, you got any candles? And by any I mean a least a dozen?" I asked him sheepishly. Beau nodded padded barefoot by me slipping his hand from one side of my waist as to make me turn and follow him. I had to take a deep breath and steady by legs underneath me. "I'll light them for you." he said with a deep tone that I had never heard before. It was as if he had growled it at me. I smiled at him and let him light the candles while I laid out my clothes. I laid out a tight white tank top and a pair of yoga pants. It didn't really matter because Beau had seen me in he worst possible way any time we had spent the night with each other. Beau walked out and let know the bathroom was all ready for me and told me he was going to chill and watch a little TV. I didn't really care I wanted to just throw my clothes off and run to the bathtub.
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