Jake's House

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When we pulled up to Jake's house, I pulled in his driveway and cut off the engine. I got out of the car and helped Jake out. I walked up the drive way with my arm around his waist and holding his hand. When we got to the door, I stood there, frozen in awe. His house was like a mansion. It was 3 story brick house. Huge! From the door you could see the garden in the back yard. Roses, Daisies, Tulips, and Sunflowers. All kinds of flowers. There was a black gate going around the garden and led to a screened in gazebo in the yard.

We went in the house and sat on the couch. It was just as beautiful on the inside. A stair case that slightly twisted the farther it went up. The living room was beige with a white couch and white furniture. He layed down on the couch and handed me the remote. He laid his head in my lap.

"Where's the TV?" I asked. "And how do I turn it on?"

"Hit the power button." he replied back. I hit the button and the dresser lifted up its top and the tv popped up.

"Woah!" I said in amazement. 

"Yeah..." he muttered. You could tell he was going to sleep. "Goodnight. I love you Jessie."

"I love you to, Jake." He drifted off to sleep and I continued to watch tv. I turned on Family Guy and drifted off to sleep with him.

The next morning, I woke up to the sound of piano music and the smell of coffee and waffles. I sat up and sat, forgetting where I was for a moment.

"Goodmorning beautiful. Sleep good last night?" he said with that same dreamy smile. 

"Best sleep I've had in a long time. And being with you just made it better."

"Good! Now come on and eat!" he urged me to come to him. I walked over there and grabbed a glass by the sink. He snatched me from behind and pulled me close to him. Then we started dancing. The grace in his steps were beautiful. He moved so gently and swiftly. Like he was floating.

And then we smelled smoke. He snatched away from me laughing. He took the waffles off the stove and waved the smoke away. He came back to me and smiled. Then he kissed me.

"How about cereal?" he laughed.

He gave me a tour of his house and, like me, saved his room for last. We laid on the bed and kissed and kissed and kissed. And you know what that led to.........

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