There’s the awkward amount of time between texting Ana and standing in silence that she wonders if she should even be here. Perhaps she took too long, and Ana fell asleep. That would be a pity.

Just as she goes to knock again, the faint echo of footsteps can be heard, followed by the creak of the door as Ana opens it. Toni smiles, withdrawing the raised hand to settle at her side.

Dark eyes quickly flash over ana’s outfit at the mention of hers, “well, if I knew this was a slumber party, I would have worn something more comfortable,” the smirk confirms she really would have if given fair warning.

Toni follows the gaze down to the bottle. Her fingers delicately curl around the neck of it to slide it out of the bag and hold it towards Ana, “It’d be rude not to gift a gracious host.”

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ANA STONE

“I’m sure we can,” Toni agrees with a smile. She recognizes the step towards her and accepts it with a subtle head tilt towards Ana, letting her plant the gentle kiss on her cheek. Ana’s smirk makes her smirk, and she follows the woman further into the home.

”I’d love a tour,” she really would, this place looks incredible. The tour would certainly not be short, “It’ll give the wine time to cool,” she take longer steps to creep up beside Ana, “Where to first?”

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ANA STONE

toni’s warm eyes are drawn away from Ana and towards their surroundings. It’s already an incredible home, and this is just the beginning. As an admirer of the fine things in life, toni could get use to this.

It’s the soft hand that slips into her that draws her attention away from the delicate artistry of the foyer and towards the silver haired woman. Toni’s hand shifts, lacing their fingers together as they drift down the hallway.

Although dark, a few well-placed lights accentuate piece of the garden, essentially a tease for what it must look like during the day. Beautiful. Toni’s eyes fixate on the pool then move to give ana her attention, “there seems to be a lot to reacquaint yourself with. What’s your favorite part?”

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ANA STONE

The sudden change of direction has her tugged along towards the pool. Of, course, she follows without hesitation, mesmerized by more than just her elegant surroundings.

”Mmm the pool looks lovely. I’d be out here every day,” she admits, though knows that’s likely not true.

The bar makes the scene that much more appealing. It’s not hard to see that it is the meant to be the final destination. She shifts her gaze from the pool. It lands on the hand holding hers and follows It up the slender arms towards Ana, unabashed in her admiration as a more salacious grin creeps through.

“Parched.”

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ANA STONE

Toni’s left with nothing but a whisper and wanting more. It’s a not-so-subtle tease that ignites a more primal part of toni’s biology. The thrill of the hunt to satisfy that instinct pulls her forward after ana.

Instead of waiting on the other side of the bar, she too slips behind it to remain close to focus of her new pursuit. She keeps a little distance as ana moves to collect whatever she needs to make the drinks. Toni leans back against the counter, eyes fixed on her every graceful move, “What are you making us?”

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ANA STONE

Hmm,” toni hums, watching the drinks come together with unsurprising grace and expertise, “Can’t say I’ve ever had one of those,” she’s heard of the drink, sure, but never tasted one . . . and it’s not the only thing she wants to taste.

Toni graciously accepts the drink from Ana with a smile while stepping closer. A subtle movement lets the corners of the crystal glasses kiss, clinking together softly, “and if it doesn’t, I’m sure we can think of something else,” the implications of her suggestion aren’t subtle. Her fingertips glide gently down the side of Ana’s arm, seeking to intertwine their fingers again while she takes a sip of the cocktail.

Her tongue slide out the lick her lips, “delicious,” she smiles, turning to lead ana back around the bar to continue their tour or wherever ana might lead them.

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ANA STONE