We followed Miranda to the house. It was in a nice neighborhood and definitely had curb appeal. We pulled into the driveway and got out. We walked up the front walkway to the front door and waited for Miranda to unlock it.

The house had a nice, big front porch and I could just picture putting rocking chairs out there in the spring. Miranda opens the door and Nate and I walk inside. I immediately notice how open the house feels.

"Alright, so the wood floors are original, the plumbing, heating, and cooling have been completely redone, and it has a brand new roof. Obviously there are other fixes that need to be done, but I'd say it's fairly move in ready. I know that's a concern of yours since you're moving back here."

"Not as big of a concern now that I've at least got some options, but it's definitely helpful."

As we continue looking around the house, I pull Nate aside. "You know you're welcome to stay with me as long as you need. If you love this house, you can always just stay with me while the renovations are done."

Nate smiles. "That means a lot to me, thank you. I really do like the house. I think it has a lot of great potential not just for me, but for us one day."

"Well then let's get an inspection done to make sure the foundation and everything look good, and if so, go ahead and make an offer."

Nate smiles, gives me a kiss, and walks over to Miranda to discuss getting an inspection set up for the next day. I continue walking around. I can easily picture Nate here. The wood floors are gorgeous, there's tons of kitchen space, the back yard is massive, and the 3 bedrooms all seem to be a good size, especially the master bedroom.

Nate walks back over to me. "Alright, we're all set. Miranda scheduled an inspection for tomorrow and I'm going to meet with my loan officer at the bank to make sure everything is ready to go."

"Sounds good, ready to go?"

"Yep, I think I've done enough looking around for now. Better to not fall in love with house before I know whether or not the inspection checks out."

We say goodbye to Miranda and thank her for her help. Truth be told I'm more thankful that she found a house he liked so quickly so we won't have to deal with her very long. This jealousy thing is making me crazy.

We drive back towards my house and decide to stop for ice cream on the way. I get some crazy concoction of chocolate upon chocolate upon chocolate and Nate gets vanilla.

"I wouldn't have pegged you as a vanilla type of guy."

"Vanilla is good in its own way."

We drive to my house with our ice cream in hand. We arrive at the door and as I get it open, Nate leans down against my ear.

He whispers, "I want you to go get naked and then come back out to the kitchen."

Chills run up and down my spine and I hurry off to my room to strip off my clothes. When I return, Nate has his shirt off and has cleared off the counter. When I approach him, he lifts me up onto the counter.

"What are you doing?" I giggle.

"I'm about to show you what makes vanilla ice cream so damn good. I want you to lay down with your ass at the edge of the counter."

I do so and he quickly takes the lid off of his ice cream and grabs a spoon from the drawer. He dips the spoon in the ice cream just enough to get a small amount onto the tip of the cold metal.

He then places the spoon against my nipple and drags the cold, vanilla ice cream across my chest to my other nipple. He sets the spoon down and leans down to lick my nipple, flicking it with his tongue. I moan as he replaces the cold on my skin with the heat of his breath. He licks across my chest and does the same to the other nipple.

Then he grabs the spoon again and dips it into the ice cream again. This time, he traces a line from between my boobs down to my belly button. He quickly licks it up from my belly button up to between my boobs. His warm breath mixed with the cold of the ice cream gives me goosebumps.

Next he places the ice cream up my inner thighs. One at a time he licks up the trails he has left. I moan with each new sensation of cold followed by heat.

Lastly, he places the cold spoon with ice cream right on my clit and sucks it up quickly, licking down towards my pussy as the ice cream starts to drip. I moan and grab his hair while thrusting myself towards him. Once he cleans up all the ice cream, he moves away.

I sit up and pout, "Hey, that's it? You're just going to leave me on the edge like that?"

He grins, "Absolutely. Now grab your ice cream before it melts. You can eat it while we watch some tv."

I sit there tingly and on edge, but I reluctantly hop off of the counter and take my ice cream into the living room. We sit there eating our ice cream and watching Friends. He keeps eyeing my naked body, and I decide to cover up with a blanket. If he can tease, so can I.