The Gemini

46 - Beverly Hills 1081

April 16, 1991

It didn't take long for them to get to the next location. On arrival Jody was pleasantly surprised. At the end of a long driveway sat a pastel peach colored house. Though given its size, she wouldn't call it simply a house. It was more like a villa Italian styled. The surrounding land spanned generously. All of it belonged to him.

"This is where you live?"

"For now."

Roger gave her a tour starting with the tennis court and the backyard pool first. There at the pool he joked about having a stack of arm floaties in the guesthouse.

"You drowning is a lawsuit that I don't want to deal with."

Inside she saw a library that doubled as an office. The wooden shelves stocked tightly with books. After Jody joked that they were all for looks, she challenged him to name ten titles. Boastfully he named twenty along with their authors. She rolled her eyes at the triumphant grin he wore and left to the next area.

The first of five bedrooms. All of them 'Rogered', which meant that they were a bit dramatic for Jody's tastes. She kept hold of her opinion though, it wasn't hers to critique anyway. She did speak forth one judgement though.

"Five of these, one of you. You play musical bedrooms or something?"

"My harem has to have somewhere to sleep."

Lifting brows, Jody amused. "Oh?" Looking around, "Where are they now?"

Watching her peek under the bed and check the closet, Roger wore a half smirk. "They knew the queen was coming."

Giving him a side-eyed look, "Cute."

Living room, family room, wine cellar, kitchen. There he asked if she was hungry; Jody declined. Taking her hand, Roger began to lead her back to the bedrooms. That is until she stopped their steps.

"Wait."

"What's wrong?" he asked.

Taking on a mirthful smile, a twinkle in her eyes, Jody hitched her thumb back at the sweeping staircase they just climbed.

"There's something I wanna do first."

Sitting on the flat wooden railing, she balanced her self, holding out her arms as she slid down to the bottom.

Roger chuckled, "Happy?"

Yes." Jody confirmed with a childlike enthusiasm. Jogging up the steps, "Very."

Admiring her cutesy beam, Roger reconnected their hands and continued on his previous path.

The bedroom they entered was the one he called his own, also the only one with a fireplace. The bed was the biggest too. Unable to resist another childish impulse, kicking off her boots, Jody ran and plopped onto her back at the center of the soft cushion.

Looking up she saw a triple trayed ceiling with multi mirror detail. She snorted wondering how many bodies have laid in this very spot. Before she could get too far into any calculations, Roger came crawling up the bed; a banner image of seduction.

On top of her, vibrant eyes shining down, "I miss you."

Blushing happily, "I miss you more."

"I miss your nose," he kissed it. "Your eyes, lips, eyelashes. Your laugh."

"I miss this." Jody put her finger to the mole on his cheek. "I miss your teeth." Sights on deep ebony locks, "I really miss your hair."

"I'm cutting it soon."