“It’s fine, Sebastian. I didn’t know.”

“I know you didn’t,” I whispered. “Let’s go to bed. We have a big day tomorrow touring the city. I thought maybe you’d like to go see Cirque du Soleil tomorrow night.”

“I’ve heard really good things about that show. Isn’t it sold out?” she asked as she turned around in my arms.

Flashing her a smile, I spoke, “I have a couple of tickets.”

“Sounds like fun. I would love to go see that.”

I kissed her forehead, and we climbed into bed. As we lay there, our bodies meshed tightly against one another, reminding me of our one night in London. The night that I so freely held her while she slept. Another thing I didn’t understand. The overwhelming need to want to hold her. I never held the women I slept with. After fucking them, I either left or turned on my side to face the other way. The one thing I always stayed true to was that I would leave before they awoke. Now that we got the whole parents thing out of the way, the questions about my past would hopefully stop. But somehow, I doubted it.

I opened my eyes and smiled when I saw Chloe staring up at me.

“Good morning.” I kissed the top of her head.

“Good morning.”

“How long have you been awake?” I asked.

“Just a few minutes. I didn’t want to wake you, so I didn’t move.”

I tightened my grip around her. “I’m happy you didn’t.”

She wiggled out of my grip and sat up. “I’m starving. That last round of sex in the middle of the night ravaged me.”

I chuckled. She was lying on her side with her back to me, and when I woke up in the middle of the night, I couldn’t help myself.

We spent the day shopping, eating, and going into a couple of art galleries, and then we decided to sit by the pool for a while and sip a few cocktails before getting ready to go to Cirque du Soleil. Seeing Chloe naked was one thing. But seeing her in the bikini she wore made my cock go crazy. Crazy enough that as soon as we got back to the room, we barely made it through the door before her bottoms were off, and I was thrusting deep inside her.

Chloe

As Sebastian and I were dressing for the show, my phone rang, and Sienna popped up on the screen.

“Hi there,” I answered with a grin.

“My, my. Look at you in that sexy red dress. Where are you off to?”

“Cirque du Soleil.”

“Lucky bitch. I’ve always wanted to see that. Is he around?”

“Yeah. He’s in the bedroom getting dressed.”

“Oh? Turn the phone around so I can have a peek.”

“No.” I laughed.

Sebastian walked into the bathroom in just his dress pants and I thought Sienna was going to go into cardiac arrest.

“Good God.”

“Sebastian, say hi to Sienna.”

“Hi, Sienna.” He smiled as he waved.

“Hello there, Mr. Bennett,” she said seductively.

Rolling my eyes, I took my phone to the living room.