I have a partnership in race horsing and thoroughbred breeding.
I gave her a tour of the house, the library stacked with books about history, art, horses, novels, a beautiful light lit room with comfy couches, a fireplace, wall to ceiling windows, a staircase leading to an upper floor in the room, wall to floor shelves of books, the gym housing an indoor pool, sauna and steam shower room surrounded by exercise machines, punch bags, and weights area, my office is just a small room with a window overlooking the lake, nothing too special, a chair at my desk, computer on one side paperwork stacking up on the other, comfy couch and recliners on the other side of my desk, the kitchen, typical chefs kitchen with island and breakfast bar, open plan, a dining room, the sitting room with again wall to ceiling windows overlooking the lake, a big fireplace that turns on with the click of a button, comfy couches, and recliners, coffee table, the usual you would find in a sitting room and down the hall a beautiful big bathroom again floor to ceiling window where the bath looks out onto the lake.
A beautiful split staircase leading to the upstairs of the house housing 7 bedrooms all ensuite and one big bathroom. My room is the biggest in the house, huge 4 poster bed, bright-lit room with grey and white decor, my room again looks over the lake, it has a huge en suite with jacuzzi bath, large shower with wall jets and rain Forrest heads, a built-in bench, the other rooms are tastefully designed using a similar theme with smaller ensuite.
"I have had your things put in the room facing mine, I hope it's comfortable enough for you"
"it's perfect, thank you, your house is beautiful Alexi, I will love it here"
"I will let you settle into your room and prepare some snacks and open a bottle of wine for us, we can relax and chat some more, I don't drink when I'm driving so I like to have a glass in the evenings"
She didn't flinch when I mentioned separate rooms, maybe she's not as into me as I thought, and if she is she gave nothing away, we have to look like we're in love, and now I'm not even sure she's attracted to me. I can't read her, normally I would know, in the restaurant she held my hand but that may be the game she is playing for the public eye, shit, maybe some wine and some flirting might be the way forward, I don't want to look too keen either, I've never been in this situation before, its all-new for me. Ok what is a good romantic type of snack, I hunt down the maid, "Elsie, I want to make a nice romantic snack for Anya and me, we are just going to relax in the sitting room for the evening, she is tired after her flight, we have had dinner, just something nice with a bottle of white wine"
"Cheese, crackers, and fruit, Alexi, are always a good romantic snack, you set up the sitting room and leave it to me, a good chilled Sauvignon Blanc would be perfect, maybe you could pick one" she suggested. I went to the wine fridge in the cellar and picked a decent bottle of Sauvignon Blanc.