Page 173 of Sebastian's Baby

Just like that, the reality of our relationship comes crashing down on me. I’ve been so focused on the situation with Mirabella that the fact I’m in love with Lita and she’s not in love with me has been pushed to the back of my mind.

“Ouch. Got it. Know your role and shut your mouth, Sebastian,” I say, as the pain of it comes flooding back to add to the pain of the pregnancy issue.

“Seb, that’s not what I meant. Look, everything that’s going on with Mira sucks, but it hasn’t changed anything. I love how supportive you’ve been, and I appreciate it, but I’ve noticed that you haven’t been going out while you’ve been here. Don’t feel like you have to stay here with me every night just because my pregnancy sucks.”

Just another casual reminder that she firmly thinks that I should fuck anyone and everyone except for her. No jealousy. Just an encouragement to go out and find some pussy. It hurts.

I sigh and tell her, “That’s not why I’ve been staying home, princess. I haven’t particularly felt like going out, but it has been a while, and I’m suddenly feeling like a night out might do me some good.”

I finish my meal as quickly as I can, then head to my bedroom. I don’t feel like fucking anyone tonight, but I have been stressed to hell and could use a drink. I feel like getting fucked up and forgetting the world.

I send Daryl a message telling him that I will need him to take me out tonight after all. I go to take a shower, then get dressed in jeans, a t-shirt, and my black leather jacket. I force a smile at my reflection, and I’m so good at faking it that you can’t even tell I’m as stressed and upset as I am.

I’m a rock star. Lucky me.

I head to Lita’s room before I leave and knock on her door.

“Come in,” she calls out.

I open the door to see her lying on the bed and reading a book, wearing a pair of sweatpants and a t-shirt. She looks beautiful, and I wish I were in bed with her.

“Hey, I just wanted to check if you needed anything before I go out.”

God, I hope she says she does.

She doesn’t.

Instead, she smiles at me and says, “No, I’m fine. Have a great night.”

I open my mouth to ask if she’s sure and offer to get some ice cream or something for her, anything to get to stay here with her, but she seems totally fine with me going out.

So I close my mouth and nod my head instead before saying, “Cool, I’ll see you tomorrow.”

I close the door behind me and sigh as I head to the entryway to find Daryl. I go to a bar in downtown Seattle and get completely wasted before I go to a hotel for the night. I collapse on the bed and pass out into sweet oblivion.

28

LEVEL 23.4 – Happy Birthday to You

I wake alonein the guest bedroom on the morning of my thirtieth birthday and smile. Lita got approval from Dr. Sanders to fly to Chicago with me, and I can’t wait to go home. With all the stress of everything that’s happening with the pregnancy, not to mention Lita’s constant rejections, I just want to be in my home city again.

“Happy birthday, old man,” Lita teases me when I walk into the living room.

“Thanks, I think.”

I grin as I drop onto the sofa next to her and her floral scent invades my senses. She’s got her phone in her hand, and I indicate to it.

“What are you doing?”

“You know, the usual.”

I frown at her. “Reddit or more tumor stories? Neither is healthy; you know that, right?”

“I know.” Lita wrinkles her nose and sighs as she says it, then she grins. “Reddit. The hardcore Sebastian and Heather crowd seem very disappointed that I’m keeping you here in Seattle.”

There’s a subsection of our fans that thinks I should be with Heather? I can’t help but laugh because it’s weird that there are people who want that when she’s married to Harrison.

“Really? Show me.”

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