Chapter 28
Chapter Twenty-Eight
Chloe
As I slipped into one of Sebastian’s t-shirts, he pulled on a pair of sweatpants, and we went down to the kitchen to grab something to eat.
“Well, it doesn’t appear there’s much in here. How about we order in? What are you in the mood for?” he asked, placing his hands on my hips and kissing my forehead.
“It doesn’t matter. Whatever you’re in the mood for is fine.”
“It doesn’t matter, Chloe. It’s up to you.”
“Chinese?”
“Sounds good. There’s a place that delivers a couple of blocks over.”
After placing our order, Sebastian grabbed a bottle of wine while I took a seat at the island.
“Thank you, Sebastian,” I spoke.
“For what, baby?” he asked as he poured the wine.
“For telling me about your past.”
He gave me a small smile as he handed me the glass. “It felt good to tell you.”
“I still have some more questions.” I bit down on my bottom lip.
“What do you want to know?”
“Why relationships were off the table for you?”
He took in a sharp breath. “Because of the person I am, Chloe. What I experienced, how I grew up, everything. I want to be very honest with you.” His fingers brushed away some strands of hair from my forehead. “This. Us. It’s still very hard for me. What I’m doing is very new to me, and I’m scared.”
“What are you scared of?”
“I’m scared of letting you down or not being good enough for you. I’m scared of not being there for you emotionally. It’s something I have to work on. I care about you, Chloe, and I don’t want to lose you.”
Standing up from the stool, I reached up and wrapped my arms around him. On the outside, he was a confident man who stood tall and proud of what he’d accomplished, but on the inside, he was still a frightened, unloved little boy.
“You have nothing to be scared of, Sebastian. When you care about someone, everything else comes naturally. You are more than good enough for me, and I don’t ever want to hear you say that again. Okay?”
The doorbell rang, so Sebastian kissed my head and went to answer it. Picking up my phone from the counter, I Facetimed Sienna since I missed three calls from her and a text message saying: “You better be having great sex or dead.”
“It’s about fucking time. Wait. Where are you? That’s not your apartment.”
“I’m at Sebastian’s.” I smiled.
“Why? Wait a minute. What are you wearing? Jesus, Chloe, did you two have sex?”
“It’s a long story, but.” I smiled. “We are officially dating.”
“As in a relationship?”
“Yes. I have to go. He’s coming.”
“I bet he is.” She grinned.
“Shut up. I’ll call you tomorrow.”
Sebastian walked into the kitchen with the bag of food and set it on the counter.
“Did I hear you talking to someone?” he asked.
“Yeah. I called Sienna since she called me three times and sent a text message.”
“It seems like you two are glued at the hip.” He smiled.
“We are. She’s more or less my sister. We share everything. So.” I got up from the stool and ran my finger down his chest. “If you date me, you’re getting her too.”
“Ah. Does she do threesomes?” He winked.
“Actually, she does.”
His eyes widened. “I was kidding.”
“I’m not.” I shrugged.
“By the way, I want to thank you,” he spoke as he took the cartons of food to the table.
“For what?”
“If I would have invested in that company, I would have lost millions. But thanks to you and Venus, I didn’t.”
“What happened?”
“Apparently, they had made a bad business decision they failed to tell me about when we were negotiating the contract.”
“Oh. Idiots.”
“Yes. Complete idiots.”
“I’m glad I could help. If you ever have any more questions about the retrogrades, just let me know.”
He chuckled. “I will.”
After we ate, Sebastian grabbed the bottle of wine and our glasses, and we went to the bedroom, where we spent the rest of the night making love.
Sebastian
What a beautiful way to start a Sunday morning. As I lay there, watching her sleep, my mind was reeling with ways to make up for her birthday to her. I wanted to take her on another trip, but I wasn’t sure if she could get the time off work. I wanted to whisk her away somewhere beautiful and make a memory that neither one of us would ever forget.
She stirred and opened her eyes. She lifted her head from my chest and smiled at me.
“Good morning,” she whispered.
“Good morning. Did you sleep well?”
“I did. And you?” She ran her finger across my lips.
“Very well.”
She laid her head back down on my chest as I tightened my arm around her.
“Oh shit!” she exclaimed as she sat up quickly.
“What?”
“Today is my parents’ anniversary party. Would you like to come with me?” She grinned.
“How long have they been married?” I asked out of curiosity.
“Oh, they aren’t married.” She cocked her head.
“Huh?” I asked in confusion.
“They never felt the need to validate their love by a piece of paper.”
“I see. So this anniversary is what?”
“Twenty-six years together. Say you’ll come.”
I wasn’t very comfortable around a family setting, but I could tell that it meant a lot to her. So I agreed to go.
“Thank you. You won’t regret it. Or you might. But it’ll be fun.” She leaned over and kissed my lips.
Pulling her on top of me, I pushed my hard cock against her.
“Feel that?” I asked.
She flashed a beautiful smile.
“It needs to be taken care of before we get out of this bed for the day.” I winked.
“Oh really?” She reached her hand down and stroked me with her slender fingers.
“Fuck, Chloe.” I shuddered.
“Come on, big boy. Show me what you got.”
Rolling her on her back, I hovered over her. She had just unleashed the beast inside me.