Whether it was convenience or a conscious decision for Morgen to take Saoirse's hand rather than Jourdan's, perhaps to send Freya a signal that he would not act on Jourdan unless given consent from both of them. It had after all not been lost on her what had been going on at the table, how the two had reconnected. Then as they reached the stairs and had to separate she paused to let Jourdan grab Saoirse by the hand and hurry up the stairs.<br/>"Not a bad sight at all is it?" she said to Morgen as she watched her wife and the other woman's swaying hips and asses move up the stairs to the street.<br/><br/>Back at the loft Jourdan slipped seamlessly into the role as the perfect hostess offering Saoirse a drink, which she accepted, while Freya took Morgen on a tour. It was far from the first time he had been at the loft but much had changed since last he had seen it. When Freya first had moved in it had been mostly a painting studio, very spartanly decorated, a large wooden bed upstairs above the kitchen and little more than an old but extremely comfortable couch and a rickety coffee table downstairs. The floor had been stained with paint in places and in general need of freshening up. The same could be said for the walls but at the time she had lived there alone, with no one else needing to care. Then after Jourdan had moved in she had begun to use some of the money she had inherited from her father to turn the loft into a rather<a class="link link--external" href="https://i.pinimg.com/originals/e5/b6/b2/e5b6b251f8eba48a0e64464d02a89e46.jpg" rel="nofollow ugc noopener" target="_blank">luxurious </a><a class="link link--external" href="https://i.pinimg.com/736x/dd/6e/0a/dd6e0a6579ae8573f512a2df1a7e4ee7--industrial-interiors-estilo-industrial.jpg" rel="nofollow ugc noopener" target="_blank">apartment</a>. The floors had been replaced, the walls cleaned. The kitchen was entirely new and the old couch had been moved into the room at the back she now used as her studio. It was perhaps uncharacteristic for her to keep a piece of furniture for simple and sentimental reasons but that couch was where she and Jourdan had first made love. That made it special to her, to them both perhaps. It had been replaced with a dark brown sofa set with two armchairs and four small metal tables placed inbetween them. There was also a large tv mounted on the wall opposite the couch.<br/><br/>The once bare walls now had a variety of large canvases, none of which was by Freya's hand except the first one she had painted of Jourdan which hung directly opposite the door leading to the elevator that took them all up. It had been the final, and by far the most expensive, part of the renovation, direct access from the apartment to the elevator.<br/><br/>Having been poured a glass of Californian Cabernet Sauvignon, Saoirse joined the tour, marvelling at the sheer luxury of the apartment until she found herself staring at the painting she had noticed but not been given time to study as they entered. Freya too stopped as Saoirse did and glanced over at Morgen. She had not even considered the impact the work might have on him, as a reminder of what had happened, of how he had lost Jourdan.