“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.
Chapter Forty-One
FIVE MONTHS LATER
Chloe
“This is the last box, Mr. Bennett,” the muscularly built Channing Tatum lookalike moving man spoke.
“Thank you.” Sebastian reached into his pocket and pulled out some cash. “You’re all moved in now and never leaving.” He smiled as he wrapped his arms around me.
“I’ll agree to that.” I kissed his lips.
“Now, let’s go break in the bed.”
“We’ve already broken it in thousands of times.” I laughed.
“Not as an official living together couple, we haven’t.”
“Ah. Let’s go then, tiger.” I pulled him by his tie to the bedroom.
Just as Sebastian thrust into me, my phone rang.
“Who is it?” I asked with bated breath as his thrusts were hard and deep.
“Really, Chloe?”
“Just look over at the nightstand. It could be my parents.”
He looked over at my phone as he moved in and out of me.
“It’s your dad. He can wait until we’re finished.”