Blaire had been busy for the last month. Renovating the house for most of the stuff he could do, hiring contractors to fix what he couldn't. The house was nearly finished, though it was obvious with the somewhat lacking furnishing on the inside resembled a somewhat spartan viewpoint, and wouldn't of hurt if a feminine touch had made its way in. But the only female that Blaire had ever known was his mother, and part of the reason why he moved almost four hundred miles away from his previous apartment. The court had done what was needed, and his mother was being treated for her psychotic behavior, but Blaine had managed to avail himself of the justice system to change his name and find a new place to live.<br/><br/>So when Blaire had found the hot springs in his 'back yard', a twenty acre space that he had managed to buy at a steal, he found himself rather enjoying his new home. Taking off everything he had, he knew that there wasn't anyone for four miles, as he lived outside of the sleepy little town, and had found himself a quiet little nook that he could disappear in if any of his family went searching for him. An almost sexual groan was given as he submerged himself in the bubbling water, his shoulder still sore from when he banged it while working on the house. Sitting against a smooth sloped rock, he layed there in the hot springs, his head just above the water as he let his shoulder soak, unaware of the sound of shoeless feet growing near.