The Baker {ON HOLD}

Chapter 12:"The Look"

WARNING:A cheesy romantic stuff 'bout to happen in this here chapter. And I know it's February but I haven't done a Christmas chapter so I will eventually.happy reading

AminaPOV
He opened the door to a large, dark foyer and walked inside. I walked behind him and closed the door. He flicked a switch somewhere and the foyer and much more lit up.

"It's different. Everything is pristine and there is like no dust."

"Sorry, what was that?" he said turning to me.

"I just said how different it is and how clean."

"Different?"

"Yeah, your bachelor pad had the dark modern style, and this is cozy with warm colors. Like two totally different styles. Not to mention it's cleanliness."

"Thanks.You'll be happy to know the dark tones of my other place are present here as well, in grays, blues, and y'know black in a room or two but lighter colors as well. Enough about colors, I'll show you to where you'll be sleeping." he said.

"I'm really liking this though . Nice high ceilings not to mention great landscape photography and all."

"I'm glad you do. Now if you'll follow me."

We ascended this winding staircase and then we were finally on the second of three levels. Every door was shut and then he finally came to one and stopped.

"You'll be staying in here unless your prefer another room out of the eight that are on this floor, nine if you count mine."

"I'm sure this room is fine."

"Alright." he said flicking on the light.

"It's nice, the interior designer did a great job."

"Why thank you. I picked out everything there is in this place."

"You've got nice taste, I gotta hand it to ya."

"Only the best for my sanctuary. Anyway let me show you everything else then we can do something fun. "

"Lead the way Niko."

He chuckled , " I liked Nik better, Nikolas, Morrelli even, just not Niko."

"Mind if I ask why?"

"Cara." he said dryly.

"Oh, my apologies Nikolas."

"You didn't know.  Anyways let's get going."

He walked down the hall and then came to a pair of black lacquered doors.

"This is my room, should you need something just knock. Now to the third floor, my favorite floor."

"Why's it your favourite?"

"It's the arts floor, well not strickly arts but mostly."

"Cool let's go." I said running ahead.

"You don't know where you're going slow down." he called

"I'm headed for some stairs duh, keep up slow poke."

"There's a lot of turns, you could get lost."

"I got this."I said impersonating a George Lopez voice.

"If you say so. Let's make it interesting if I win I get a kiss.

"And if I win?"

"You get to kiss me."

"Orr I can pick what we do."

"Game on sweetheart."

He had actually stopped following me and I wandered the halls turning every so often. After a while I did think I had actually gotten myself lost.Not that I was complaining, the photographs and art was absolutely captivating. I pulled out my phone to call him so he could help me find the stairs when it rung in my hand.