<div class="floatleft">(https://vignette.wikia.nocookie.net/wikisuburra/images/8/8c/Lelemarchillisuburra.jpg/revision/latest?cb=20180908174344&amp;path-prefix=it)</div><em>"Where?"</em>she replied with a smile and then proceeded to do a<strong>very</strong>pointed examination of his person from top to a very specific point at the middle. He should have been offended because didn't women find it offensive when men did that kind of thing to them? Maybe. Probably. Mind you right now he kind of wanted that sort of examination and so, instead of a frown, there was a swallow and a nodded acknowledgement that everywhere she looked was on the 'approved' list for the evening and - if they were lucky - the rest of the weekend.<br/><br/>Brett started the car and moved off. Gabe couldn't see what was going on up front but he could see from the way that Lauren was sitting that 'something' was going on between the two of them. Thankfully Brett was a decent driver and so he had no concerns that they were going to veer off the road or into a ditch or something.<br/><br/>He slid a hand over to grasp one of Monica's and then brought both of them back so that they rested on his upper thigh. He didn't look down because he didn't want to draw attention to it. If she wanted to do anything with it, she would, and he was sure that he'd like it.<br/><br/>"Our place isn't far." He told Monica, in a surprisingly natural conversational tone. "Just out of town at the top of the rise." 'Cliff' would have been going too far, and 'hill' sounded too pedestrian. Besides, where he grew up there was a whole thing around whether or not you lived at the 'top of the hill' in which case you'd made it, or 'bottom of the hill' in which case you hadn't. It was an interesting philosophical point to wonder whether, if you claimed 'top of the hill' domicile but had in fact broken and entered into said domicile, whether or not you truly 'belonged'. Honestly some times even he wondered about some of the things that were bouncing around in his head.<br/><br/>"I hope you'll like it. It seems nice enough anyway. Um, I mean it is nice. Of course it's nice."<br/><br/>Ah, here was the old Gabriel that he knew and - sometimes - loathed. He gave Monica's hand a squeeze and then stretched his neck a little to reach over an give her another peck on the cheek. If he could stay just that little bit outside his comfort zone, perhaps old Gabriel would stay in check as well.<br/><br/>...<br/><br/><div class="floatleft">(https://www.weloveportugal.com/images/rental/803%20hauspoolblick2.jpg)</div>It really wasn't all that far from town and as Brett geared down and turned into the driveway, Gabe was more than relieved to find that there weren't several sets of blue and red flashing lights atop patrol cars to greet them. That would have just been the ultimate kick in the balls for the night if there had been. Anyway, there was not, and Gabe gave Monica's hand another squeeze. His heart skipped a beat for a moment as several ground level garden lights turned on as well as lights to guide the weary traveller around the rear and towards the pool but then he realized that they were probably all wired into the sensor system and had turned on automatically once it had gone past six PM and the sensor had noticed that a vehicle had just pulled up.<br/><br/>Anyway, no irate owner emerged to shake his fist at the interlopers and so probably they were still in the clear.<br/><br/>Lauren got out first and she pulled the seat foreward for Monica to get out next - which gave Gabe an excellent view of her backside as she did so. He scooted out right behind her and gave both women a beaming smile once he'd stood up straight. Lauren seemed to have something on her mind, however, and he wasn't sure but she looked like she was a little flushed.<br/><br/>Brandishing the key that they'd found in a drawer in the hallway, Gabe unlocked the front door and gestured for the two women to head inside. He gave Brett a quick eyebrow flash as he too walked through the front door.<br/><br/>"So would you like the ten cent tour then ladies?" He asked hoping that he remembered where everything was. He'd already stumbled once about the house, he didn't now need to open a door with flourish to find it was a laundry closet and not the exit to the pool.<br/><br/>"Drinks?" He said then, feeling sure that he knew where the drinks cabinet was in the main-level living area.