Room 406, later in the evening

[izzyalienqueen]

As promised, Wyatt had met her after work and they'd gone for dinner and then searched for a Christmas tree.

Several hours later, Isabel sat back on her bed with a hot chocolate and admired the view.

"I still think it needs popcorn garlands."

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[izzyalienqueen.livejournal.com]

Squirm, squirm, squirm. "I like that plan. It's a very good plan."

[blessed_twice]

"Is there a fur rug?" Wyatt asked. "Well, faux fur, I hope."

[izzyalienqueen.livejournal.com]

Despite how distracted she was getting, that question made Isabel stop and giggle. "Did my mother seem like the kind of woman that would have a fake fur rug in her home?"

[blessed_twice]

"Good point," Wyatt said. "Ah, well, just some soft place where I can do unspeakable things to her daughter."

[izzyalienqueen.livejournal.com]

"I think we can figure something out," Isabel promised. "But for now? How about I do unspeakable things to you?"

[blessed_twice]

"Mmm, what did you have in mind?" Wyatt asked, greatly interested by this prospect.

[izzyalienqueen.livejournal.com]

Grinning, Isabel pushed him back onto the bed. "How about you just lie back and I'll show you?"

[blessed_twice]

Wyatt laid back on the bed, entirely content to let Isabel do unspeakable things to him -- and for him to do the same back to her through the night.