Cousins
Posted: Sun Jan 13, 2019 8:02 am
[[Miles Strickland Continued From: The Only Sacred Ground.]]
It wasn't every day that Miles could find a time to just sit back and relax. But today was one of those lovely days. No work, no school, no other responsibilities. It was a very lazy weekend and quite the sunny one at that. It wasn't often there would be this kind of weather in Seattle and Miles certainly wasn't going to waste it and neither was his cousin Naomi, from the looks of things. They both lived in the wealthy neighborhood, so it wasn't unlikely that she'd stop by on occasion to "visit grandma" on her free days, especially on a day like this. His home did have a large private pool house area along with a poolside bar after all.
Miles lounged comfortably by on his padded, Chaise longue sun-lounger, overlooking the pool with his Turkish Angora, Mister, seated on the back corner of the deck chair, near his shoulder like a scout. He had on his multi-colored board shorts and a pair of Ray-Bans to fully take advantage of the weather and soak in some of the sun's rays. Granted, it wasn't perfectly sunny, but it was definitely much more than he was used to, which was good enough.
From behind him, Miles could hear one of the back doors to his home slide open with floppy footsteps along the marble pathway approaching the pool area. In response, Mister suddenly jumped off the chair and from the sounds of things ran directly between the legs of his visitor and into the house.
"Hello Naomi. Lovely to see you... as always," Miles said with a somewhat sly tone.
He could smell the layers of skin product on her to protect against the sun as Naomi had the unfortunate condition of pale skinitis and burned rather easily. Miles supposed he was fortunate not to receive those particular family genetics and could gain a decent amount of color, aside from red, without burning too badly.
"Parasols are in the cabana. You know where," Miles said before turning back to his phone to check his texts.
It wasn't every day that Miles could find a time to just sit back and relax. But today was one of those lovely days. No work, no school, no other responsibilities. It was a very lazy weekend and quite the sunny one at that. It wasn't often there would be this kind of weather in Seattle and Miles certainly wasn't going to waste it and neither was his cousin Naomi, from the looks of things. They both lived in the wealthy neighborhood, so it wasn't unlikely that she'd stop by on occasion to "visit grandma" on her free days, especially on a day like this. His home did have a large private pool house area along with a poolside bar after all.
Miles lounged comfortably by on his padded, Chaise longue sun-lounger, overlooking the pool with his Turkish Angora, Mister, seated on the back corner of the deck chair, near his shoulder like a scout. He had on his multi-colored board shorts and a pair of Ray-Bans to fully take advantage of the weather and soak in some of the sun's rays. Granted, it wasn't perfectly sunny, but it was definitely much more than he was used to, which was good enough.
From behind him, Miles could hear one of the back doors to his home slide open with floppy footsteps along the marble pathway approaching the pool area. In response, Mister suddenly jumped off the chair and from the sounds of things ran directly between the legs of his visitor and into the house.
"Hello Naomi. Lovely to see you... as always," Miles said with a somewhat sly tone.
He could smell the layers of skin product on her to protect against the sun as Naomi had the unfortunate condition of pale skinitis and burned rather easily. Miles supposed he was fortunate not to receive those particular family genetics and could gain a decent amount of color, aside from red, without burning too badly.
"Parasols are in the cabana. You know where," Miles said before turning back to his phone to check his texts.