His last chance

chapter Three

The cottage pool house was more than a dream with it's smooth marble tiled floors, big airy windows and fancy furniture according to Amelia.

It was grand and beautiful though small compared to the main house. Deciding to look around more they started with the bedrooms. The first they entered was painted in pristine white, without even as much as a spec of dust or dirt, as though the Paint was renewed every month and the room was cleaned everyday. Who knew? Maybe it was. A king sized bed sat right under a big casement window hanging open and let in cool air that raised the light blue curtains.

On both sides of the bed, there were small white dressers with bronzed handles that had silver night lights on top of them. Looking around they took in the picture it presented, even oli was captivated. On the left side of the room, there was a small dresser with a stool. And next to it was a door that was obviously the bathroom door.

Tilly went and pushed it open. A gasp escaped her throat. The white walls complemented the golden jacuzzi and sink with a mirror above it. It was vast, had a Walk in shower and spacious with a cupboard that contained bathroom supplies like shaving cream, shampoos and conditioners, and other toiletries. It was decorated and furnished to the smallest detail. Even an electric toothbrush. Tilly smiled.

Back in the room, from the window, Tilly could spot a private balcony which she suspected was Anthony's. An image flashed through her mind of him leaning on the banister shirtless, wind in his hair. The complete visage of masculine beauty. She sighed and shook the thought from her head.

Everything was white except for the light blue curtains on the windows. It gave the room a strict but shockingly soft atmosphere. Tilly loved it.

"Aunt Tilly, there's no wardrobe here. I wonder where this door leads" Amelia pointed out, voicing the same question that had been bugging her. This room was grand. Why wouldn't it have a wardrobe.

Amelia pushed open the door she pointed out. The door opened to reveal an open space with series of shelves of different sizes, open cupboards, a table in the middle of the room that had series of drawers, and a purple velvet padded bench at a corner. Atop the one table in the room, were white towels of the softest fabric. Soft and fragrant, folded neatly and stacked one on top another. Tilly realized it for what it was. A splendidly designed walk in closet with clear and bright lights that hung from the ceiling and gave the room a golden Holo-like glow around.

"This is so cool!" Amelia squealed. "Could this house or day get any better?"

"I don't know maybe" Tilly replied as she unconsciously adjusted oli on her hip. The baby seemed to be more quiet than normal. Tilly looked down to see that Olivia was nodding in a way that could only be described as fatigue. Her baby blues were dimmed as she obviously struggled to stay awake.

"Oh poor oli. She is exhausted. All we've done is move about and never really getting the chance to have a good rest. She's just as exhausted as she was last night." Tilly said.

Amelia smiled. "I know I'd be exhausted to if it wasn't for all the excitement." She peered at her sleeping sister that Tilly now held with her head on her breast and placed her had behind in the crook of her arm. "We have to put her down somewhere."

"Yes, I suppose so." Looking around, Tilly walked straight to the big bed in the room, placed only right in the middle and used pillows as walls to keep her from rolling over too much. Having being satisfied with that, she pulled the covers over the sleeping girl and went back to continue exploring their new home.

Next up the room opposite the white room and Amelia followed quietly behind her. This one was painted with splashes of soft yellow, cream with a sprinkle of pink here and there.

It was a lovely sight and Amelia squealed excitedly " I want this one pleaseeee, may I have this one?, I want it."

"I guess it wouldn't be so bad if you do" Tilly answered smiling.

"Yes!!!!" Amelia squealed and ran around the room touching everything she could.

"Ohhh! I even got my own walk in closet!" She ran to it. "Though it's not as big as yours but it's mine!!"

"Yes it..."

"Oh! We could put shoes over there, and school bags and oh! Yes jewelry. If you'll let me get some?" She peered at Tilly pleading with her eyes.

"Sure, I mean it wouldn't hurt to have some neck..."

"Yes!!!!" She whooped over her voice.

"...laces and wrist watches. Maybe I could get some for myself too, you know. I can't leave my luxuriant closet without use."

"Of course not! We have to go shopping now! Please aunt Tilly" Amelia said still jumping around in excitement.

"Yes we have to but I'm a little tired and hungry. We could rest an hour then I could whip up something for us to eat--"

"Food and rest is overrated!!!. Let's go now!" Amelia gushed breathless and heaving from jumping around. "Pleeeeeaaaaasssee" she begged with her hands held as if in prayer.

"No." Tilly spoke softly but firmly. " Your sister is asleep. And I suggest you take a shower in your new bathroom and take a nap too. We are going to be very exhausted when we go shopping. I can already feel it."

"Oh come on!" Amelia grumbled dramatically and proceeded to do exactly as she was told.

The thought of a shower sounded like heaven to her. If not a shower but a long soak in that deliciously inviting jacuzzi. Oh how decadent it would be to soak in there, eating grapes and champagne, with sweet smelling bubbles and soft, soft rose petals surrounding her and Anthony as they laughed, kissed and made love like overindulged teenagers.

Ahh, She sighed. That was what people meant when they said luxury. Yes, she understood them now. It would truly be a luxury. She snorted. More like a dream. It wasn't as if Anthony would ever see her as anything other than a staff who had two kids and was a little bit more than overweight.

She'd always seemed to wonder how she'd manage to still be well...big in spite of all the trials and bouts of starvation. She'd even tried to starve herself deliberately but she didn't even lose one pound. How frustrating.

Speaking of starvation, she was starving. Maybe there was something she could put together to calm her rumbly belly. And she knew Amelia was quiet hungry too. The hunger was one of the reasons why she'd been so hyperactive.

Tilly smiled. It seemed she was getting a hang of this parenting thing.

In the kitchen, the cupboards were full. And she was surprised ant Antony's order to buy everything. Tapping her chin in thought. Maybe he was referring to his own kitchen. Yea, that was plausible enough. So how the hell would his pool house kitchen be full of everything that was needed and then his wasn't. It was odd and unseemly.

Her head began to throb as she obviously thought too much about it. Picking up some pizza crust and tomato sauce, Tilly set out to make some homemade--sort of pizza.

She and the girls would need all the energy they could get so she pulled open the refrigerator door and was struck anew of how it was stocked, from bottom to top. Nothing seemed to be expired. She knew that because she'd checked. Even the carton of juice she just pulled that was enough proof that nothing was expired-- it was infact freshly stocked.

Pouring the juice into a glass and slicing the already--ready to be crunched-- pizza into a small plate.

She swopped it up and went down the hall into Amelia's room. From the looks of it, she'd showered, troughly scrubbing every inch of her skin. And Tilly knew this because her skin was pink and fragrant and free from all the black patches she normally couldn't scrub off herself. Turns out working here, was a good decision.

So she sat there, munching on delicious pizza. Then an hour later they set out to meet up and spend Anthony's money as instructed.