The Room - A Sensuous Experience

Table of Contents
Title Page
Dedications & Acknowledgments
Chapter 1
Chapter 2
Chapter 3
Chapter 4
Chapter 5
Chapter 6
Chapter 7
Chapter 8
Chapter 9
Chapter 10
Chapter 11
Chapter 12
Chapter 13
Chapter 14
Chapter 15
Chapter 16
Chapter 17
Chapter 18
Epilogue
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The Room – A Sensuous Experience
By
LaShawn Vasser
The Room – A Sensuous Experience © 2017 LaShawn Vasser
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This is a work of fiction. Names, characters, places, and incidents are products of the author’s imagination and are not to be construed as real. Any resemblances to actual events, locales, organizations, or persons living or dead are entirely coincidental.
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WARNING
This novel is considered romantic fiction with erotic elements or erotica. This is for mature audiences only. This book contains adult profane language, mild violence, and strong sexual content.


Dedications & Acknowledgments
Thank you to my husband and children for all of your unwavering support. I love you dearly.


Chapter 1
Homes—they always spoke to her—but not like this.
“Incredible.” The words came out as an inaudible whisper. Wide-eyed, Robyn Levy wondered if she had ever entered a place where a living spirit was so familiar. It stole her breath.
A living spirit?
No, she couldn’t quite describe it that way. It wasn’t a supernatural feeling. Robyn knew what that felt like since she’d been in a haunted house a time or two. Those memories made the corners of her lips edge up. Robyn wasn’t ashamed to admit she was afraid of ghosts and wasn’t having it. No house was big enough for her and The Others. If they showed up, she was out, and not the dignified way. Robyn would put Jackie Joyner-Kersee to shame, screaming and running like a bat out of hell; never to return. Nope. She was not the one to deal with Spirits and Forces. Robyn would leave that to other people.
Still, the more she examined the space around her, a state of euphoria began to take over. An emotion so strong yet difficult to describe.
The feeling reminded her of the drug-like haze similar to the poppy field scene in the movie The Wiz . . . but that wasn’t exactly it, not quite.
It wasn’t like a presence she’d felt from within either, but more like the home itself was the total embodiment of a familiar life—a satisfied and well-lived one.
The unsettled feelings she’d been experiencing the past few months, eased the moment she walked into the “House on the Hill” as it was commonly known. Memories sprung up from the time she’d spent at the base of the hill. Those were always pleasant thoughts too.
The sheer energy of this place made her come alive. It was as if it understood that she had been searching for a home, somewhere to land, and it was calling out to her in some weird way, which was ridiculous. It was a house, an inanimate object. Homes didn’t have feelings.
Robyn shook her head as she followed behind her best friend and mumbled, “I should really stop watching that Psychics show.”
Robyn could see Eva Monroe’s eyebrows knitted together in concern as she stopped walking and half turned around. “What?”
“Nothing. Sorry. Please keep going.”
Slowly, Eva nodded then continued to walk and talk, giving Robyn a tour of the house. It was too bad this gorgeous home didn’t have the same calming effect on Eva as it did on Robyn. The stress and strain of this situation were written all over her.
They went from room to room with Robyn barely listening to Eva explain this and that. However, her feelings from earlier began to intensify the closer she came to one particular area of the house, exploding as she stood outside the master bedroom suite.
Robyn could finally identify the why of what she had been feeling. The realization hit her like a ton of bricks.
She peered through the double doors, and what she saw both delighted her mind and excited her soul. Her pulse sped up. Her mouth formed a perfectly shaped O. “Wow.”
Eva nodded in agreement. “Yeah. I know. I feel the same way every time I come into this house, especially this room.”
It wasn’t as if Robyn hadn’t seen more luxurious places. What freaked her the hell out was that this was the home she’d always dreamed about, and this particular bedroom was literally The Room of her dreams. It was a massive jolt to her system that someone seemingly built a house from floorplans stolen from her head. The resemblance was almost uncanny.


Chapter 2
“Thanks for helping me out on such short notice.” By the tone of her voice, it was obvious that Eva hadn’t seen Robyn’s internal freak-out which was a good thing. She needed to see the professional side of her.
Panic stricken, Eva walked from one end of the empty bedroom to the other. “Something told me that when I hired Dkor Interior Designs for this project, it would be a big mistake. I wanted to give Amber Novak a chance. I’ve known that woman since high school.”
Eva continued to pace around the master suite nervously rubbing her hands together while somehow managing to keep her leather-bound portfolio underneath her arm. “Can you believe they shuttered their doors and filed bankruptcy only weeks after they took my damn money?