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Cody woke up about half an hour after Warren left the room. He was happy to discover that he was no longer bound. Rhodes rubbed his sore wrists absently, and noticed the water bottle on the night stand. "Thank God." Thought Cody as he grabbed the bottle and gulped. He was extremely thirsty. In fact, he had been thirsty since the night before while he'd had a gag in his mouth.
The Dashing One pulled the note off of the bottle and read its words. "Sweet Pea, enjoy the water. I'm making us breakfast. Please take a shower. Kisses, W."
Cody rushed to the door. It was locked. "Damn!" The wrestler tried each window in the bedroom and bathroom. Every one of them was sealed shut. "Mother fucker!"
Rhodes saw himself in the bathroom mirror. He looked as awful as he felt. The sweat he had worked up trying to escape made him feel, and smell rank.
Cody took off his boxers and stepped inside the large, luxurious shower. He lathered himself up, and washed away the sweat. As the hot water sprayed him, he started to feel somewhat himself again. He grabbed the shampoo from the shower shelf, and began to wash his hair.
Forty-five minutes later, Rhodes was toweling himself off with a plush, designer bath sheet that he'd found. He saw a royal blue robe hanging behind the door, which he grabbed and put on. "Am I gonna be locked in this bedroom all day?" He thought.
Cody paced the bedroom for a bit. Finally, he heard footsteps, and the sound of a latch opening. The glorious smell coming from somewhere outside the door made him realize just how hungry he was. His stomach growled, and his mouth watered. "Well." Rhodes thought as the door opened, "I'll get something to eat, then maybe catch this W person off guard."
The assassin entered the room, and smiled at Cody. It was a warm, genuine smile. He took Rhodes' hands in his own, and led him out of the room.
As the "couple" arrived in the kitchen, Cody could see that the table was set for breakfast. In addition, there was a plate of blueberry muffins, and a pitcher of orange juice in the center of that table.
Warren pulled out a chair like a gentleman. "Have a seat gorgeous."
The Dashing One sat down in the chair feeling rather silly. He felt even sillier when his captor pushed the chair in like he was on a date. "Um..thank you." He said, because his parents had raised him with manners. Why he was worried about manners in a situation like this was beyond him.
Cody's captor went to the stove and brought a pan to the table. He scooped an omelet out of the pan with a spatula and put it on Cody's plate. "I know you like omelets honey. I hope that you enjoy this one."
Rhodes was now famished, and he took a bite of the delicious smelling breakfast. He was impressed. The omelet was really quite good.
W. sat at the table, across from Cody, and gazed at him as they ate breakfast in silence.