Nook In Bedroom Mga Nobela at Kwento

“Something wrong with me?” “No, just that you need to wear some makeup to fit the dress and hide your...”His finger drew circles in the air, referring me that I need to re-star myself all over. Noah gave me a wink and began to take off his shirt. Just in a minute, he was naked in this room. “Wow! What you doing here? It’s women’s room!”I turned over to escape from the scene. “I don’t like being wet. But I still like you to be wet.”

Nick looked on in disbelief. In front of him, piles of dolls filled almost half the lobby—of various sizes, colors, and shapes. Some were as tall as Luna's waist, while others were small and hung in transparent bags. Added to that was a plastic bag full of equally numerous room accessories, a rabbit-shaped night light, character pillows, and pastel-patterned blankets. Nick sighed deeply, his chest rising and down slowly. “She's really like a little kid!” He thought.

I wandered deeper, my heels clicking softly against the polished floor, feeling very much like Alice in a Wonderland I didn’t ask to enter. The penthouse stretched wide and endless, each room I peeked into feeling bigger than my entire apartment back home. A library. A private gym. A wine cellar. Finally, I found what looked like a master bedroom. Massive bed. Jet-black silk sheets. Cold, masculine. Definitely his. I stepped inside, unsure if I should even be snooping, but curiosity tugged harder than manners. And there it was,on the shelf above the nightstand. Pictures. Childhood photos of Nathan, younger, smiling wide with two familiar adults. His parents.

I realised that I have actually never been inside Noah's room. It looked every bit like I expected it to, like a billionaire's room and homey at the same time. It had a balcony, like mine and a closet, but that was where the similarities ended. The walls were painted a calming shade of cream, adorned with various art pieces that I couldn't identify. A king-sized bed stood at the center of the room, dressed in luxurious silk sheets and fluffy pillows. On one side of the room was a spacious closet, which I assumed housed a vast collection of designer clothes and accessories.

There was a huge fireplace in the middle of the living room. Then I turned around to face Nick. He was staring at me with a somber look on his face. Before I could open my mouth to say something, he said, “The bathroom is over there if you want to shower before going to bed. There’s a new pair of sleeping gowns in the cabinet in the bathroom.” I nodded and didn’t say anything. As soon as I locked the door of the bathroom, I leaned against the door for a couple of minutes, taking deep breaths to calm and steady myself.

His eyes glassed over a little and I hurried him to my room. I peeked in the door to make sure that Brooke wasn't still sleeping. Her bed was neatly made in the corner, and I gave a little sigh of relief. “Come on in,” I invited him. “That's my bed over there.” Noah walked cautiously into the room, going over to my corner. He looked strange standing next to my bed, and yet somehow like he belonged. “I'm going to change real quick,” I told him as I opened the bathroom door. “Make yourself at home.”

"And this is the other one." Noah stuck his head into the first room. It was simple enough and all he needed: a room with a bed, a closet, and a couple of dressers—lots and lots more doilies and old family portraits. He didn't even need to see the second room. He'd made up his mind the moment he saw the proximity of her room to the first, but in an effort to conceal his excitement about how close he'd be sleeping to her, he walked to the second room and peeked in. "I'm cool with that one." He pointed to the first one, trying to sound as casual as possible. But unable to take another minute this close to her in her house without knowing, he had to ask. "So you live here in this big house all

The ceiling was arched in the passage but Nik had my hand in his firm grip and he swept me across the living room with royal vintage furniture and up the grand staircase. We walked past multiple doors and passages before Nik opened one. It was a simple bedroom with a queen sized bed with two pillows facing the balcony which had the view of the garden in the backyard, a night desk besides it and a study desk in the corner. There were two doors, clearly one was the closet and one was the bathroom. "This was my bedroom." Nik spoke softly but his voice overpowered the room. My lips parted as I imagined a brown haired grey eyes little boy sleeping in this bed, hunched over the desk to study and..

I glanced at the room around me. Nathan's bedroom was large. Large enough to accommodate a king-sized bed and still be so spacious, they could host a high school party. The walls were gray contrasting highly with the blackboard of the bed and its matching black duvet. White blankets peeked out from beneath the duvet, soft and sinuous. I could see us in my mind's eye tangled up beneath the thick fabric, breathing heavily against each other... "Fuuuuccck," I drawled out feeling my nipples poke through my damn shirt. The idiot had succeeded in turning me into a nympho.

She had seen it before, but to avoid offending Nia, she still walked to the second floor. "Daddy, come here too." Nia waved to Josiah again. "Of course." Josiah also went upstairs. Her room was huge, and the layout was carefully designed. The room was designed to look like a castle fit for a princess. It was painted in bright pink. Nia had never seen such a beautiful bedroom before. Nia was so happy that she bounced around in it, running to and fro. "Look, Mommy, that is my favorite Herro Kitty!" Nia jumped onto the bed and hugged her big pillow. "Mommy, I'm going to sleep with it at night."