Page 126 of Sebastian's Baby

I’m only on my second glass almost three hours later when Lita appears and says, “Hi, Seb.”

I pause the game and place the controller on the coffee table before I pick up my tumbler of whisky. I prepare myself mentally for the conversation we need to have as I lean back against the sofa and stretch my legs out in front of me, crossing them at the ankles as I do.

“Take a seat, princess. We should talk.”

She’s wearing a flowing floral dress that matches her floral scent, and she looks as beautiful as ever, but she’s got a frown on her face and looks nervous. She also sits further away from me than usual, and every cell in my body craves having her next to me.

“Did you sleep with someone else last night?” she asks once she’s seated.

I look away from her, because I’m not sure what to say. I don’t want to lie to her, but I’m still incredibly hurt by her rejection. I can’t tell her that I’m so broken that I couldn’t even fuck a woman who was naked on the bed in front of me.

So I stare firmly at my whisky as I ask her, “Do you really want the answer to that question? I thought I wasn’t meant to tell you about anyone else, or is that another ground rule that you’re changing on me?”

Then, I lift the glass to my lips and drain the last of it. She doesn’t answer straight away, and it takes her a few seconds before she says anything.

“No, you’re right, I shouldn’t have asked.”

“I was wondering if we need new ground rules now?” I raise an eyebrow as I turn to look at her.

“I guess so,” she agrees.

“What might those be, Lolita?”

I’m dreading what she might say, but I know that I’ll follow any rules she sets for me. I would turn the world upside down for this woman.

“No telling the other person about anyone you’re sleeping with stays. Treating women like human beings stays. As for new rules, we should sleep in separate beds, and we should also not have sex with each other.”

I sigh, because I’d been hoping that she wouldn’t try to set this as a rule. “So, you meant what you said yesterday. You don’t want to sleep with me anymore.”

“Seb, that’s not fair. You know I do. I can’t do it if you really think that you’re in love with me, though.”

“I’m not in love with you,” I say quickly, wishing that it was true.

Lita laughs and shakes her head. “That’s a very convenient position to take. I don’t believe you.”

I frown at her in confusion. “Wait, you don’t love me because you don’t think that I’m really in love with you, but you won’t sleep with me because you do think that I’m in love with you. Which one is it, princess? Because you can’t have it both ways.”

“I think that you believe you’re in love with me. I’ve told you that I’m not in love with you, though.”

The pain of hearing her again say that she’s not in love with me rips through me, and I never could’ve imagined that falling in love with someone could hurt this much. I guess it doesn’t if the person loves you back, not that I would know anything about that.

“I’m not interested in trying to change you. You jumped into bed with someone else the first opportunity that you got, and I’m fine with that, Seb, I really am.”

I wish she wasn’t fine with it, though. I realize that I want her to be jealous, and a part of me didn’t tell her the truth because I was hoping that she might be.

“I can’t deny that I told you to do it, so I would be a hypocrite if I got angry at you for it. The final ground rule that I’m asking for is that you be more discreet when you take women somewhere for sex, though. I got asked by a reporter about it on the way into the bachelorette, and I hadn’t even gotten a reply to my text from you, so that hurt.”

I cringe, because I feel bad that I didn’t reply to her. “I’m sorry about that. I should’ve texted you. I was really hurting yesterday, but that’s no excuse for not contacting you.”

I consider the rules she’s laid out, and even though I had thought that I would follow any rules she gave me, I don’t want to follow all of these new ones. I’ll do anything for her except not be with her.

“I accept the ground rule of being discreet, and sure, we can have separate beds, but I don’t accept the ground rule of no sex, Lita. I want you to know that I would still prefer sex with you over anyone else, and that I will try to get you into my bed as often as I can.”

I can see it in her expression at once. Her eyes go wide, and her lips part slightly. I’ve spent more hours than I can count fucking this woman, and I know when she’s turned on. I give her a seductive smile and move slowly toward her on the sofa, closing the gap between us like I’ve wanted to do since she first sat down.

Her breath catches when I stop inches away from her and tell her, “I never do anything without consent, though. I won’t fuck you unless you’re begging me for it first. In the meantime, we have a flight back to Seattle very soon, so just let me know if you want to renew your membership to the mile-high club today.”

Her breathing is shallow as she stares at me. Her pupils are dilated, and I know that if I reached into her panties right now she’d be soaking wet. I have a strong urge to fuck her, and I’m semi-hard, but I meant what I told her, so I get up and walk out of the room.

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