I continued walking around, checking out our riches. Timothy sat and watched me with a huge smile, his back pressed against the leather couch, his legs crossed loosely in a relaxed mode. He acted like someone without a care, yet downstairs, wasn’t that strange man probably still lurking about on the prowl?
“Don’t you want to investigate our suite?” I asked him, but Timothy only shook his head and smiled more broadly.
A marvelously giant bed with a cool green bedspread took up a good portion of the bedroom. As I’d said it could fit a family of five. I sat down and tried out the mattress. Feeling like Goldilocks, I pronounced, “The mattress feels just right – not too soft or too hard.”
Timothy, still in the other room, now unseen, gave a big laugh, not an evil one, not one of mockery either. It was more as if I’d just said the final line of a good joke.
The bathroom had a lovely tub bigger than my kitchen. I heard Timothy stand up, then his hard-heeled shoes padded on the velvety carpet. A moment later, he entered the bathroom and swept in behind me. “The bathtub is a whirlpool,” he said, wrapping his arms around my body. “And it will be fun to share it with you.”
I ignored the innuendo. I was still having too much fun touring the suite. I wiggled free and examined the freebies on the tub rack. Five bottles of bubbles had been placed near the jacuzzi tub: lavender-chamomile, eucalyptus-spearmint with essential oils, citrus detox, sweet almond- vanilla, and peach with sea mineral salts. I took a whiff of each of them and decided that if I had time, I’d try every one of them.
Big green towels filled a second rack on the wall. Toothbrushes, toothpaste, hand cream, and a selection of other goodies were stacked neatly along the gorgeous counter and sink.
“I think I’ve died and gone to heaven,” I told Timothy.
“That comes next,” he said, placing his arms around my body as he whispered into my ear.
His arms twirled me about and then his lips joined mine. One of my pocketed apples hit the bathroom tile and rolled across the floor. Neither of us bothered to stop what we were doing to pick it up.
Oh, and Timothy was right about heaven. It was found underneath that minty green bedspread on the mattress that was just right.