Suddenly, Leonard broke off and picked his bag back up off the floor and smirked, "I'll put my bag in your husband's room. At least you'll finally be able to say you're sharing a bed with a real man now." He laughed.
"I don't think it's proper. You can keep your bag in the visitor's room."
"Proper? Coming in here is not even proper. So show me his room. It will be more fun. What best treatment can we have if we don't stay in his room? Common." Leonard urged, and Daniella hesitated for a while before accepting.
Daniella led Leonard to Desmond's room, and he dropped his bag beside the king-sized bed.
"Make yourself at home," Daniella said with a sly smile.
Leonard chuckled, gazing around the opulent space. "This is quite a setup Desmond's got here."
Daniella shrugged. "He has good taste. Besides, he's rich. What do you expect?"
As Alex began to unpack, Daniella couldn't help but feel a thrill of excitement. Being in Desmond's room with Leonard felt rebellious, liberating.
Leonard caught her gaze, his eyes sparkling. "You know, I never thought I would be in Desmond's bed with you." Daniella laughed, joining him on the bed. "Life is full of surprises."
Their lips met in a passionate kiss, and the tension between them became palpable.
As they broke apart for air, Daniella glanced around the room, taking in Desmond's photos and personal belongings. For a moment, she felt a flicker of guilt. But Leonard's hands on her skin erased all doubts.
"I love you," Leonard whispered, his breath hot against her ear.
"I love you too," Daniella replied, her voice barely audible. Their laughter and whispers filled the room, a stark contrast to the tension that usually filled the space.
"I'm hungry. Do you have any food in the house?" Leonard asked.
"I have a pancake I'm yet to finish." Daniella answered.
"No, I don't need that. I want real food. Something that will give me strength to give you what you want. You know what I mean." Leonard smirked at her.
"Hmmmm. I will get that for you." Daniella said and got up from him. The same Daniella, who had never cooked since she came into the house, was about to enter the kitchen.
"I will need you to serve it to me in something sexy, like a gown." Leonard said, practically commanding Daniella. "Oh, and give me one of your husband's beers. Or pop open some wine. I don't really care." He added
"That will be nice." Daniella answered. She didn't protest at all.
"I will be chilling in the living room while you cook something up." He said.
She got to the kitchen and began to pace aimlessly around the house, desperately trying to see what to cook.
Not up to a minute, Daniella hears the television turn on in the living room, followed by the sound of someone dropping down onto the couch.
Not wasting any more time, Daniella opened the fridge and searched around for what she could use for dinner. The only things that could serve to make a dinner of any substance were a pack of chicken breasts and some asparagus. She glanced at the counter and saw two sweet potatoes sitting there.
She smiled as she thought, seasoning it all properly for someone his age will definitely consider it to be a fancy meal, or at least something she put a lot of effort into.
After getting out the food and the right seasonings, she got to work, getting the chicken and asparagus in the oven in no time at all. Normally she would also roast the potatoes in the oven, but microwaving them to cook them through will be good enough for Leonard.
Staring at the timer in the oven, she makes a note that she has half an hour before she has to serve her boyfriend dinner. Not wanting to share any of her wine with him, she just grabbed a beer from Desmond's stash, making a mental note to buy another pack before he gets home.
After she was done, she retired back to the bedroom and into the closet. The moment Leonard told her to wear a sexy dress, she already knew which one to pick.