Page 104 of Sebastian's Baby

She bends over to pull it on, and I’m treated to quite the show as she does. I enjoy the view and can’t help but smile at her.

“Yes, it was, but I’ll be damned if I’m not struggling to focus for some reason right now,” I joke.

“Yes, yes, I’m very sexy.” Lita rolls her eyes at me. “I’ll be out of your way soon, so you can get shit done.”

“Good, princess, because you’re very distracting. Aren’t you going to eat before you go?”

Lita shakes her head. “No, I still get nauseated most mornings. I’ll get something from the café near work at about ten.”

I frown at her. “You ate breakfast with me at the hotel yesterday, though?”

“Yeah, much later than seven in the morning, Seb. I’m sure if I was staying here, breakfast wouldn’t be on your mind for a while, like it wasn’t yesterday.”

Lita smirks at me as she pulls a pair of pants out of her wardrobe and puts them on. She pulls on a stretchy top that shows off how big her boobs are, as well as the little bump she has now.

She looks sexy as fuck, and I tease her, “I like your top, princess. You looked much better without it, though. There’s still time to call in sick, you know.”

“You’re a bad influence, Sebastian Fox. We can’t all just laze around for months on end, waiting for our tour to start, you know,” she grins at me.

“Oof, you hurt me,” I say while laughing.

Lita looks at her phone, then climbs back into bed with me. She presses her lips to mine, and I put my arms around her to pull her closer to me as I deepen our kiss. Her flowery scent is in the air around us, and I wish we had time to have sex right now.

“So, what happens with the whole bodyguard thing? How do you even find a bodyguard?” she asks me.

I smile at her and say, “There’s a personal protection agency we used in Chicago. I’ll contact them and see if they have people in Seattle, or if they know of a company here.”

“Okay, how soon will they be able to provide someone? Wait, where’s Daryl?” Lita asks as her eyes widen.

“He stayed in a hotel nearby. He’ll come get me when I need to go out later.”

“Oh, shit, I’ve only got one key for this place because I gave the spare key to Becky.” Lita frowns.

“I’ll get a key cut today if that’s all right. Then we can drop your key off at your office if you give me the address.”

It’s so bizarre because I haven’t even had a girlfriend since I was a teenager, but I’ve apparently fast-tracked with Lita to the sharing-keys stage.

“Sebastian Fox, you are not coming to my place of work,” Lita laughs.

I grin wickedly at her because I’d love to see the place she spends her days. “Well, I had thought I could have Daryl drop it off, but now you mention it, I am very interested in seeing where you work.”

Lita kisses me again in response, and I pull her tight against me.

“Okay, sounds like a plan, then. The house keys are hanging up by the door. If you have any issues, just text me.”

She kisses me again and I pull her closer, aware that she must be able to feel how hard my cock is at the moment. Our tongues intertwine, and I rest my hand on her full ass, enjoying this immensely until she ends our kiss.

“All right, I’m going now. You try to stay out of trouble. I’ll see you tonight. Let me know how it goes with the bodyguard and apartment hunting.”

“I will, princess.” I smile at her, then add, “Please be careful.”

“Of course,” she agrees before walking out of the room.

The sound of the apartment door being opened and closed reaches me before I’m left in silence. It’s strange being in Lita’s apartment without her here. I look around, wondering what information I can glean about her without being too nosy.

The cover of her duvet is a plain aqua and she has matching pillowcases. The furniture in her room is a mishmash of styles, though, so it doesn’t appear to be a set. I get up and pull on a pair of sweatpants before I wander through the apartment.

It’s small, and Lita is obviously not a neat freak because there are some discarded clothes on the floor in the bathroom and an empty box from something she had delivered sitting on her dining table along with a few pieces of mail and a magazine.