"I feel like you would know that better than me.
" But Wes can be one person and behind closed doors, he could truly be the complete opposite. He knew he had a different side to him but not everyone knows that. He smiled, giving a shrug. "You do, you just don't know it yet.
" he ribbed, finishing off his drink. Placing the glass on the counter, he sighed before walking away from the island, "alright, c'mon.
" He smiled, motioning him to follow him. "Obviously, kitchen,
" he chuckled before pointing to the open area, "living room,
" he ran his hand down his face as he headed down the hall, pointing to his left, "one of the bedrooms with attached bathroom,
" he pointed to another closed door to the right, "my office, no one goes in there.
" He meant that. Everything that was important to him was in that room. Half the time the door was locked until he went in there. He walked to the end, to double doors before opening it up. "Of course, this is where I sleep,
" he walked into the room. Spacious, California king bed, resting against the wall, a long, bay window showing off the beachfront. This was pretty much the man's paradise. Sometimes, he never wanted to leave.