Blake was in no hurry as he enjoyed the tasty breakfast laid out before him. He was pleased to fill his hungry belly and experience the fancy new surroundings. Despite his mind still feeling puzzled, he was able to relax calmly on the sunny terrace.
The lady gave Blake plenty of unhurried time too. She lounged across from him in a wicker chair, sometimes drinking from a hot coffee mug. Her bright green eyes stayed on Blake as if she was trying to remember every small detail of his looks and body.
At last, when Blake had eaten the final buttery crumbs and drank the last of his red grapefruit juice, the beautiful lady put her cup down and rose up smoothly.
"Okay then, my dear...now that you have been refreshed from your long night of sleep, do you want me to show you around our little beach home?" Her voice was casual yet full of clear authority. Her vowel sounds made it seem like Blake could not refuse.
