Looking back at the bag that Paul had given you, you wanted to text him right back with questions. Since you realized that this was his way of still having that connection despite the distance while out on tour. But you knew that he was already on the plane and wouldn't be able to answer any text messages.
"Well what am I supposed to do now? Just wait?" you thought aloud as you looked at everything that was laid out as an idea came to you, as you pulled your phone out and started googling something about the toys he had bought you and about the care of each of them.
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After some time researching each item, you knew the capabilities of each of them and read reviews. Knowing that Paul wouldn't buy these items on a whim. There was a thought behind each one of them. Which did kind of make you smile even at that sentiment. Which means he had been planning this possibly since the moment you signed the contract in the beginning.
"Sneaky, sneaky man," you said as you finished cleaning the last one and dried it with a cloth. You put your hand into the bag to make sure that that was the last one, and your hand came into contact with a couple more items, various tubes of lube depending on the toy and contact and things and a note to the bundle of them that he had managed to connect together with the help of a rubber band.
Knew that these would have to be included as well. If you have any questions about any of this, don't hesitate to contact me about it. But I'm sure you've already started the googling process. Expect a call or text from me once I get settled in so we can discuss this further.
-P
You smiled as you read the note. He always seemed to know everything that would be on your mind. Even after such little time together. You put everything back into their individual storage containers and put them in the nightstand of the master bedroom. Paul had talked you into staying at his place while he was on tour, partially because you thought he didn't want such a big house to be empty for so long. But it also puts you at ease with the thoughts that had been brewing in your head since the disaster with Evan that he would somehow just pop up at your apartment during the day.
There were definite positives to staying at Paul's house. You didn't have to bring any clothes from your apartment since you have clothes at his place to change into. Plus, he did have a pool and jacuzzi in the back that he said you could hop into. But of course with that there could be the possibility of him wanting a couple pictures of you wearing your swimsuit.
After cleaning all the toys and putting them in the nightstand, you checked the time. It was only a couple hours after you saw him off at the airport. And you had asked for not just the morning off like you had told Paul. You actually were lucky enough that your work let you have the entire day off.
But what were you doing with it was the question? Sit around and wait for a text or phone call from Paul?
Looking out of the window down onto the backyard you spotted the back studio/guest house that he had. He hadn't shown you that space when it came to the tour of the house.
You pulled your phone out to text him to ask about the guest house, when you scrolled back and saw that when you had mentioned something about the pool and the jacuzzi and him stating that you could have reign of the house.
Which included the guest house as well.
Going downstairs, you opened up the sliding door that led out to the back house. You walked across the backyard, feeling the warmth of the sun touch your face and the blades of grass. You walked past the pool, and the jacuzzi and knew at some point today you would be going in both of them since it was such nice weather out.

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Tough Love
FanfictionYou are in a relationship with Evan Stanley, Paul Stanley's son that you met through a dating app. You think the relationship is going well until you go to a KISS concert without him, and things start to change in the relationship. And find that you...