“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.