Chapter 40
Chapter Forty
Chloe
“I’m paralyzed again,” Sebastian smiled as he tried to roll off of me.
“That’s a good thing. Job well done, Mr. Bennett.” I grinned.
With a moan, he rolled onto his back.
“Does this mean you aren’t going to do yoga anymore?”
“Probably not.”
“I didn’t think so.” I smiled.
Climbing from the bed, I slipped on my silk robe.
“Where are you going?” he asked.
“To go through Willie’s bag. Maybe there’s something in there we can bury with him.”
“Hold on. Let me grab a pair of sweatpants. Oh, that’s right. Someone dropped off all my stuff in her pajamas.” He propped himself up on his elbows.
Damn. Staring at him on the bed like that, totally naked, had me raring to go again.
“Oh yeah. I did do that. Didn’t I?” I picked up his underwear off the floor and threw them at him. “You have these.” I smiled brightly.
“As soon as we’re done going through Willie’s bag, we’ll go back to my place, where you already have clothes and stuff waiting for you.”
“Are you inviting me to a sleepover, Sebastian?”
“Damn right, I am. We’re never spending another night apart.”
With a smile, I walked over to the bed and climbed on top of him.
“Promise?” I brushed my lips against his.
“You have my word, baby.”
Wrapping his arms tightly around me, he pulled me down on top of him.
“I’m never letting you go. No matter what happens, you’re my girl forever.”
“Forever is a long time.”
“Time is all we have, and I’m going to spend every moment of it with you. You are the priority in my life, Chloe, and I’m going to make you a very happy woman.”
“You already have.” Our lips tangled once more, which led to another round of fantastic sex.
I set my phone down on the table while I took a bottle of open wine from the refrigerator. It started to ring, and Sebastian told me it was Sienna.
“Answer it for me,” I spoke as I reached up into the cupboard and grabbed a couple of wine glasses.
“Oh, hello there, Sebastian,” Sienna spoke. “So you’re half naked, I see. Does someone want to tell me what the hell is going on?!” she voiced rather loudly.
Sebastian laughed as he handed me my phone.
“Chloe, sweetheart, what happened since I talked to you this morning? How did he happen?”
“Long story, and I’ll tell you tomorrow. I was going to call you. Willie passed away today.”
“Oh no. I’m so sorry. Are you okay?”
“I’m sad, but he’s in a better place now. I’m really going to miss him.”
“I would offer to come over and comfort you, but I see some cock, I mean, someone already has.”
“I heard that, Sienna, and yes, my big cock has already comforted her twice.” He smiled.
“Care to show me how big it really is?” She smirked.
“Okay, you two. You’ve had your fun. I’ll call you tomorrow.”
“Blah. You’re no fun, Chloe.”
Sebastian opened Willie’s bag and began taking out some of his things. At the bottom, he pulled out a small envelope with my name on it.
“This has your name on it,” Sebastian spoke.
Taking the envelope from his hand, I opened it, and inside was a key to a safety deposit box with a note that contained the name of the bank and the box number.
“That’s strange. Why would a homeless man have a safety deposit box?” Sebastian asked.
“I don’t know. Maybe he kept some personal things in it after he lost his house.”
“I’ll come pick you up at the gallery tomorrow during lunch, and we’ll go check it out.”
“Okay.” I smiled.
“Are you ready to head to my penthouse?”
“Yes. Just let me grab a few things because I have a feeling I won’t be back here for a while.”
“Good idea. You may be held hostage.”
“Mhmm. Are you going to tie me up and have your way with me?”
Sebastian closed his eyes for a second and took in a sharp breath.
“Chloe, don’t say things like that, or we’ll never make it back to my place.”
I giggled as I went into the bedroom and packed a few things. As Sebastian took my bag from me, I went into the kitchen.
“What are you getting now?” he asked.
I reached into the refrigerator and grabbed the two cans of whipped cream I had sitting in the door.
“Just these.” I smiled.
“For what?”
“Really, Sebastian?” I cocked my head.
“Oh.” His eyes lit up. “Damn it, Chloe. I’m getting hard, and we have to go.”
I giggled as I walked out the door, and Sebastian followed behind. Climbing into the limo, I said hi to Eli.
“It’s nice to see you again, Chloe.” He smiled.
“Nice to see you too, Eli. I brought the whipped cream.” I winked as I held up the cans. “Can’t have sex without it.”
I looked over at Sebastian as he took in a deep breath.
“Really? Did you really have to tell him that?”
Looking at the clock, I saw it was almost lunchtime, and Sebastian would be here soon to pick me up. Getting up from my desk, I walked downstairs as he was walking through the door.
“Ready, baby?” He smiled.
“Yes. Gregory, I’ll be back in about an hour.”
“You two enjoy your lunch.” He smiled.
As we entered the bank, Seymour Rawlings, the bank manager and according to Sebastian, the number one ass-kisser, walked up to us.
“Good day, Mr. Bennett. I didn’t know you were stopping by the bank today. May I offer you and the beautiful lady some champagne?”
“Oh. You have champagne?” I asked with a grin.
“No. We’re fine. Thank you, Seymour.”
“We want champagne, Seymour.” I patted his shoulder.
“Very good. Now, what brings you into our bank today?”
“I need to use my safety deposit box,” I spoke as I held up the key.
“Oh. Yes. Please follow me.”
We followed him to the room where the boxes were stored. Taking the key from my hand, he unlocked it, pulled the box out, and set it on the long table in the middle of the room.
“There you go, Miss…?”
“Chloe. You can call me Chloe.”
“Nice to meet you. And you’re a friend of Mr. Bennett’s?”
“Oh yes. We’re lovers.” I grinned.
Sebastian threw his head back and slowly shook it.
“Ah, excellent. Your champagne will be in shortly.” He walked out of the room.
“Why did you tell him that?” Sebastian asked.
“Why not? Do you not want people knowing?”
“Of course, I want people to know, but you could have said that I was your boyfriend. You didn’t have to say ‘lover’ in the seductive way you did.”
I shrugged. “Obviously, I’ll get some free perks being your lover, so why not?” I smiled.
He chuckled. “Open the box. Let’s see what Willie, the homeless man, stored in here.”
I slowly lifted the lid to the box, which stored his Medal of Honor.
“Oh, look. We can bury this with him,” I spoke.
“Umm. There’s an envelope with your name on it.”
Picking up the thick white envelope, I gasped when I opened it.
“Holy shit, Sebastian. Look at all this money!”
“Give me that.” He took it from my hand and removed the money that sat inside. “What the fuck? How did he have all this?” Pulling out a folded piece of paper, he handed it to me. It was a letter from Willie.
Dearest, Chloe,
If you’re reading this, that means I’ve finally crossed over to the other side. You were the only non-homeless person who cared about me. It was pretty lonely when you moved out to California, except when your mom and dad would come to visit. The highlight of my life was the first day you moved back, and I saw you walking down the street towards me. I don’t want you to think I never listened to what you told me because I did. Living on the streets had become a way of life I didn’t mind. I have over fifty thousand dollars in the box that I hid away before I lost everything else. The money is yours. It’s my way of thanking you for being such a wonderful human being and my best friend. I’ve never told you this, but you were like a daughter to me. I know you’re not a materialistic person, so do whatever you would like with the money. Maybe open up your own gallery or buy some great art with it so you’ll always remember me. Another thing, at the bottom of the box, are the names of my children listed on a piece of paper with their last known address. Please just let them know that I’ve passed on. They have the right to know, even if they don’t care. Take care, Chloe, and I hope you get everything you want out of life, although I have no doubt you will. Tell the gang I’ll always be watching over them.
Love, Willie.
Tears streamed down my face as I read his letter.
“Are you okay?” Sebastian asked.
Wiping the tears from my eyes, I spoke, “Yeah.”
“I can’t believe he had all this money and never spent it. His life could have been so different,” Sebastian spoke.
“The money wasn’t important to him. He liked the way he lived his life.”
Seymour walked in with two glasses of champagne and a plate of chocolate truffles.
“Is everything okay?” he asked with concern.
“We just had a friend who passed away,” I replied.
“Oh dear, I’m so sorry for your loss. If there’s anything I can do, please let me know.”
“Thank you, Seymour,” Sebastian spoke.
Taking the contents of the box, Sebastian and I stepped outside of the bank.
“Do you want to grab something to eat?” he asked.
“Sure. But can we eat it somewhere special?”
“Of course, anywhere you want.” He smiled as his lips brushed against mine.
Stopping at a deli near my apartment, we took our sandwiches over to the spot where Willie sat every day.
“What are you doing?” Sebastian asked as I sat down on the cement and leaned my back up against the brick wall.
“Eating lunch. Sit.” I patted the cement.
“I’m wearing a three-thousand-dollar suit, Chloe.”
“And?”
“And you want me to sit on the cement and eat a sandwich.”
“And?” I cocked my head with a serious look.
“And, I guess this is as good a spot as any,” he said as he sat beside me.