Page 392 of Billionaire Temptations

“Yeah. Come on in.” My dad smiled.

Could this be any more awkward?

“I’m sure Sebastian has plans tonight.” I looked at him and narrowed my eyes.

“Actually, I did have plans, but they recently got canceled.” He smiled.

“Then you must join us.” My mom hooked her arm around his and led him into my apartment. “My, you’re very muscular, Mr. Bennett.”

“Please, just call me Sebastian.”

Jesus, my parents and he do not mix. What the fuck was I going to do now?

“It smells delicious in here, Chloe. I’ll set the table for you,” my mom spoke.

“And I’ll kick back on the couch with a beer. You have beer, right?” my dad asked.

“In the refrigerator, Dad.” I sighed.

As my mom set the table, Sebastian came up from behind and placed his hands on my hips as I was standing in front of the stove. I froze.

“It does smell delicious.” His hot breath swept over my skin. “What are you cooking?”

“Rigatoni with sautéed eggplant and tomatoes. My parents are vegetarians.”

“Oh.”

“You could have said no and walked away,” I spoke through gritted teeth.

“I didn’t want to.”

He let go of my hips and made his way to the couch.

“So, how do you know Chloe? Do you work together?” my mom asked.

A nervousness settled inside me. Please don’t say London. Please don’t say London.

“No. We don’t work together. Actually, we met in London. It was pure coincidence that we ran into each other here in New York.”

The spoon I was using hit the floor, and my mom came into the kitchen, lightly grabbing my arm.

“Chloe, is he…?”

“Yes,” I whispered. “I don’t want to talk about it.”

“Oh my God. Talk about the universe working in mysterious ways.” She smiled.

“You must be ‘Mr. Sexy,’” my dad spoke.

I literally just died at that very moment.

“Excuse me?” Sebastian said.

“Dinner’s ready.” I interrupted them and set the pasta on the table.

As I walked back into the kitchen, Sebastian followed behind.

“You told them we had sex?” he whispered.

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