Page 12 of Chance

“Are you sure? I can wait.” He smirks, pulling me onto his lap, and I grind against his hard bulge in his jeans, making him moan.

“Yes, Sebastian. I love you,” I say for the first time, and he stills under me, looking me in the eyes.

His green eyes, which draw me in, seem to freeze me in place as he says, “I love you too, May.”

Seb kisses me again, drawing me closer to him.We kiss for a long time before driving back to my place in his car. We waste no time unlocking my door, and Seb picks me up as I wrap my legs around him, our kisses becoming desperate as he finds his way to my room and throws me gently onto the bed. The moonlight from my open window shines on him as he slowly takes his clothes off, until he is standing completely naked and hard in front of me.

“Seb,” I plead as he smirks, leaning over my body as his warm breath falls on my ear.

“Let me undress you,” he asks, and I feel myself nodding. Seb takes his time, pulling my dress off my shoulders and slowly down my body. I blush as he leans back to stare at me in just my bra and knickers.

“May, you . . . there are no words,” he stutters, seeming so nervous that I move to hold my hand on his cheek. I kneel on the bed in front of him as I unclip my bra and let it fall to the bed as he stares at my breasts. His look is pure desire as he reaches, his hand going through my hair and pulling me by the back of my neck into a blinding kiss.

Our bodies merge together as he uses his fingers and mouth to explore my body. Just when I think I will explode with need, he pulls back and slowly pulls my knickers down. Our bodies line up as he hovers over me, and I feel the first press of him against my folds. Seb slowly pushes inside me as I hold back a scream from the sharp pain, but his words distract me more.

“Nothing is ever as perfect as you, my May,” he whispers seductively into my ear as his hips start moving and pleasure fills my body. Our moans fill the room throughout the night as we explore each other and whisper words of love. In this moment, I think nothing can ever break us.

I frown at myself for thinking of the past, and I know it’s because I am so nervous. Actually, ‘very nervous’ would be a better way to describe how I’m feeling. I haven’t seen his house since I last walked out, but the memories of us together there are sure to appear. I’m not sure if I can handle being in that place now.

I just finish work by swapping my cash drawer with another employee, and I change my top in the washroom because I can’t see him wearing my work shirt. I walk out of the washroom, wringing my hands, and I’m glad I let my dark hair flow down my back today as I can hide behind it a little for comfort. It's a little wavy from being in a bun all day, but I like it that way. My baby boy kicks in agreement with me, and I smile.

My phone buzzesas I pull it out of my pocket.

Baby daddy: waiting outside the store x

I quickly throw my work top into my bag and look in the mirror. I chose a maternity top, which I treated myself to, and it says ‘hands off the bump’ with two big handprint marks in the middle. It makes me smile. My work lets me wear black jeans, as they are the only things black I have that fit me now.

I walk over to Sebastian, who is standing by the door, and he has a massive smile on his face as he reads my top.

"Hey, that is one cool top," he says with a wink. I notice the cash out girls giggle at him as they watch him like they would pay him to strip off his clothes. Well, I can’t deny he looks good today; his short hair is styled, and, in typical Seb fashion, he is wearing designer jeans that showcase his amazing legs. The tight, blue polo shirt isn’t helping as it shows off his chest, filled with more muscle, and memories of how comforting it is to lie on slips into my mind.

"Glad you like it, so who am I meeting?" I ask, because this is the reason I'm so nervous. What if it's a girlfriend? I don't think I could handle it, but I guess I need to accept that he will have girlfriends or get married. Hell, I feel like I can't breathe at the thought, and I’m sure my face shows that.

"Hey, you okay? Do you need to sit down? Can I get you a drink of water?" Sebastian asks quickly, moving to my side and rubbing my arm. I gaze up at him and try not to smile as he looks so panicked.

"No, I'm fine. It doesn't matter, let’s go," I say gently, smiling up at him.

"Are you sure?" he asks, and I notice he still hasn't taken his hand off my arm. I can feel the heat from his touch, and it makes me dizzy.

"Yes," I say sharply, pulling my arm away before walking to his sports car, which I can’t remember the name of. Sebastian opens the door, and I hop in. I blush as I remember the things we used to do in his back seat, my gaze fluttering to the back seat as Seb gets in. Seb notices where I’m looking and a small grin stretches across his lips as he clearly knows where my thoughts have gone.

"You know this car won't fit a car seat in; well, not easily," I say, hoping to distract him and to remind myself once more why I’m even talking to him right now.

"I've realised that, and I’ve got plans for a new car." He smirks.

"Wow, you’re planning ahead,"I mutter, a little annoyed at how well-planned he is when I’m not.

"I have a lot to do in a short amount of time. I want everything to be perfect when our son arrives."

My throat catches at him saying ‘our son.’ I look out the window so he doesn't see my tears, which I’m willing not to fall.

"I'm looking at some new houses on Saturday. Would you come with me?" he asks, sounding scared of my answer.

"I don't know, Seb," I say honestly.

"Look, I know you don't trust me. I wish you would let me talk to you about that night.” I flinch, and he exhales deeply before continuing. “Nonetheless, our son will spend a lot of time at the house I choose, and I’m hoping you spend time there, too, so please help me," he asks, and I look over at him throwing me a hopeful face, which I have trouble saying no to.

"All right, I will. It just hurts still to be around you, and my emotions are all over the place,"I tell him, and I see his disappointment for a second before he hides it and smiles.

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