ForcedTogetherpart10

The next several days went by in a rush. Maria was able to find a job waitressing and Michael found a job as a handy man for a small inn. He almost didn�t take the job because the pay wasn�t that great but Maria encourage him to take it because the owner explained that they would be able to live in the gate house that was on the property for free.

Michael had been inside yesterday when he had finally decided to take the job and couldn�t wait for Maria to see the inside. He knew she was excited at the thought of a real home, she had done her little happy dance the day before when he said it came completely furnished, including linens.

They had finally settled everything and were getting ready to move into their home. It was an adorable little stone cottage off of the ocean. The path leading up to the house was made out of little white stones, with pansies growing on either side of it. The cottage had ivy growing on one side and a white trellis with roses growing on it on the other.

In the den there was a large bay window that looked out onto the water, with a hand carved wooden bench beneath it. There was fire already going in the old fashion wood burning stove in the corner that made the den warm and cozy.

The kitchen was small, with only an refrigerator, two-sided sink and a stove. There was a food pantry and a few cabinets for pots and pans. None of the appliances could have been bought before 1940 and reminded Maria of her grandmothers kitchen making her love it even more.

Off of the kitchen was the dinning room and living room. The dinning room had two built-in china hutches for dishes and glasses and a round oak table with four high back chairs. Maria couldn�t help smiling as she took in the old Wedgwood china and crystal stemware.

The living room was had a fire going in the huge stone fire place with two overstuff couches across from each other. An oak coffee table sat between them. On one side of the room there was a beautiful stain glass bay window that looked out into the surrounding woods, with an identical hand carved wooden bench beneath it just like the one in the den.

Michael smiled as Maria took in their surroundings. He almost didn�t take the job, getting the house didn�t seem like that big of a deal, but after three nights in Bob�s Motel or as Maria liked calling it, the roach motel he decided to take with Maria�s prompting.

�Oh my God, this place is so beautiful, it�s like a Thomas Kinkade painting. Oh Michael, what about the bedroom and bathroom?� Maria said while bouncing back and forth on her feet.

�Upstairs.�

�Well what are we waiting for.� Maria shouted as she started for the stairs up to the second floor, taking a few moments to appreciate the high gloss on the hard wood stairs and banister. Maria grinned when she reached the top and looked down the hallway. The banister ran all along the hallway and there were a few scatter rugs lining the floor.

Maria opened the first door and gasped when she saw the huge bathroom. It was done in white tile with an old fashion commode that had the tank above it with a chain to flush. The sink was a white china pedestal sink with a large medicine cabinet above it. Maria thought she had died and went to heaven when she saw the tub. It was an old white china tub with claw feet and must have been at least four feet deep.

�I�m going to soak in that baby tonight.� She announced to an amused Michael.

�Well why don�t you check out the rest of the place before you go for your swim.�

�Oh yeah.� Maria said grabbing him by the arm and dragging him out of the bathroom.

They walked few feed down the hallway and stopped in front of the first of the three remaining doors on the second floor. Michael opened the door and let Maria go in first. He smiled when he heard her sharp intake of breath.

�The master bedroom.� He told her.

Maria just shook her head in a yes manner and stepped into the room. It was by far the most breathtaking room in the house. All the furniture was hand carved oak, there was an armoire on one wall and a chest of draws on the other. Next to the chest of draws was the walk in closet. The bed was an old fashion king size four poster bed. Maria had to physically jump up to get onto the bed because it was so high off the floor. At the foot of the bed was a oak hope-chest. And on the opposite wall across from the bed was a smaller version of the stone fireplace from the living room.

The thing that really took Maria�s breath away was when she jumped up on the bed and looked up and saw a sky light right over the bed. �Oh Michael, we�ll be able to look at the stars before we fall asleep.� She coo happily.

Michael sat down next to her and looked up. �Your right, it�s a beautiful view. I hope you�ll enjoy it.�

Maria smiled and took his hand in hers. �Don�t worry, I�m sure will both enjoy it.�

Michael cleared his throat. �Actually Maria, it will be just you. I�ve decided that I�m gonna take one of the other bedrooms.�

�What! Why! Did I do something?� Maria asked hating that she couldn�t keep the panic out of her voice.

Michael sighed, he knew she wasn�t going to take this well. �It�s not you Maria, it�s us.�

�I don�t understand. What is that suppose to mean. We�ve been sharing a bed since the first night, I don�t see why we can�t keep sharing.� She reasoned.

�Because it�s not the same. When we were on the move we didn�t have a choice, we had to share. If we didn�t we would have probable frozen to death. Now we can chose, and I just can�t keep on sharing a bed with you and not be able to make love to you.� He explained gently.

Maria felt herself on the verge of crying. �Why does this sex stuff have to come between us?�

�You know it�s not about sex Maria and don�t cheapen by calling it that. I told you before that I want to make love with you. Look I may be an alien, but I�m still a guy. Do you have any idea how hard this has been for me?� He asked.

�Considering I usually woke up with it pressing in my ass I have a fairly good idea.� She snapped at him.

Michael looked Maria dead in the eyes and Maria gulped when she saw how angry he was about what she had just said. �Look, I�m trying to be nice about this. I just can�t share a bed with you right now, and if you keep up with your attitude I probable never will want to.� He said in a cold and even voice as he got up and headed out the door.

Maria cringed when she heard him storm down the stairs and slammed the door on his way out. Quickly she ran over to the window that faced the front of the house and saw him get into the Jetta and take off.

�What the Hell is wrong with me.� She cried as she watched the sun starting to set on the horizon.

TBC