Lose Myself

Chapter Forty-One: Independence Day

3 weeks later...

Dominic

We'd been searching for weeks, endless outings of just looking at places and using a lot of fuel. After Amara and I had decided to buy our own place, it had been hunt after hunt for the perfect house. But finally we pulled into the driveway of what looked like a family friendly version of our vacation home in Greece. Amara seemed fascinated by the concept of a house lodged into the earth, she was jumping around everywhere.

"This so pretty." She whispered loudly, she'd been keeping up a 'don't let the seller know you like it' front since day one. I shook my head as I wrapped an arm around her waist and we walked up, there was two sets of stairs from the garage and the street up to the actual house. Finally reaching the entrance was a bliss.

We opened the door and entered.

Amara

It was perfect, I knew it.

As soon as you walked in you could see the floor was white glossy tiles as far as the living room, the ceiling in the foyer was incredibly high – a chandelier hung from it and reflected bits of light. We walked looking into the room to our left, it didn't have a door but it looked to be a living area type space. Further in around the corner on our right there was a large open space, a staircase going up but also an elevator on the right. We walked to the stair case and looked up, the house itself had at least three floors. We decided we'd come back to that and went back to the hall continuing down into the main living area, it had chandelier as well and connections in the wall for a television and speaker system.

The entire two walls in front and to the right of us were non-existent but instead shifting glass that could be opened to make a joint open space with the outside. You could see from where we were standing that there was a pool, decorative garden and a few acres of just grass – all framed by tall trees lined together. You wouldn't have been able to tell the other side of this mountain was so flat.

We walked to the left of the open space and just behind the wall was the kitchen, I wouldn't know how to describe it. It wasn't modern but it wasn't vintage either, it had two islands just like back at the estate and bunch of other pretty cool features.

It had already been forty minutes and we'd just been walking around touching things in silence, Dominic mostly wouldn't stop touching everything. I was fine with just looking.

We went up the stairs to the second level, it had about six empty rooms, two bathrooms and a single living area. The living area was there as soon as you exited the staircase and it also had a balcony attached, which looked over the yard and showed the mountain reforming in the distance.

We went up to the last level, there was not much but a double door. We opened it to reveal what was a huge open space. To our left there was just a glass wall, there was a wall in the middle of the 'room' the didn't close off on either side. We observed the wall had a powerpoint on each side - that must be where the bed goes. 

We walked around the wall and there was a wardrobe set up, like a walk-in-robe but without the cut-off. There was a door in the middle of the very back wall between two sets of wardrobe spaces (imagine the Mr & Mrs Smith wardrobe set-up but this one is different [50, if you must] shades of grey), we opened it to reveal a large ensuite bathroom. It was very modern and had a big shower.

Dominic was still in the main room, "This is the one!" I shouted from the bathroom as I stretched my limbs out in the shower - it was dangerously large.

Dominic

I heard Amara shouting and decided to check out what had her so excited, I walked into the ensuite to find her trying to stretch herself as far as the shower. My first thought was how cute it was, then it went a little too far. I had to stop myself from visualising it but I did briefly think about just turning the shower on and stripping down with her. I got excited too, but a different kind of excited.