The Manor

A/N: This is the result of a prompt given to me by romansilence.


“Whatever you do, don’t touch that.”

“Why not?” Dana asked as she withdrew her hand.

“I just finished it and the glue isn’t dry. It’s taken me forever to do.”

“What is it, exactly?”

“Essington Manor.”

“You’re kidding! It’s beautiful, Jess!”

The brunette couldn’t keep from smiling at the compliment.

“I can’t wait to see it in person.” She patted her lover on the shoulder and dropped a kiss on the top of her head. “I’m going to bed.”

“I’ll be right here.”

Dana took one last admiring look at the toothpick replica of Jess’s family home.