Sebastian's hands wrap around River's back, and their chests press together. A small gasp escapes River's lips, as Sebastian just glares down at him, with desire in his eyes so potent River is infected by the contagion of raucous desire.
Their lips come closer and closer. Slowly closing the distance between them, with an eagerness that had them clinging. At once they touch, and nothing had felt more right to Sebastian. A magnitude of emotions rattle through River, and he wanted to stop. He wanted to push Sebastian away, but he couldn't bring himself to do something so stupid. For it was much too beautiful, and sensual to dismiss or ignore.
It would be a sin,
- One Month Later -After an awkward month, River needed a night out. Something fun to do in his misery, and it surely was a needed distraction after a week of dealing with it alone. To his fortune, Cali, who was grieving the loss of the fostering of Caleb and Cairo, called to invite River out. Without hesitance, he agreed to be her plus-one at some fancy, formal-wear party at one of Manhattan's hottest clubs.After getting off the phone with Cali, River proceeds to find the perfect outfit to wear. Glitter was a local spot, smack in the middle of Manhattan. Where the city was ablaze with its lights, and never-ending activity. Of course, River didn't know what or where it was, but luckily there was GPS and ride-share services."I'm glad you could make it." Cali greets him with a hug, and a light kiss on the right cheek- genuinely excited as she greets River at the entrance of the club."Took some convincing," he sh
-Swearing under his breath, River tries to stuff the last comforter set he purchased on a shopping spree into the full boot of his car. Moving into a new place brought a certain joy to River because it gave him his own space to mourn and grieve."Whew!" River yells as he pulls down the door- Patchy, dented, and now older than it last appeared just a month before.He leans against the back of the car and closes his eyes, sighing in content as his face is warmed by the air. He presses his right leg back, but it bumps into the askew bumper begging to be tapped once more to fall off."That's it, I'm buying an SUV with so much freaking space!" He whispers shouts, still heaving in dry breaths.River finally looks down and fishes his phone from his pocket, sighing when the screen brightens. His notifications pad is empty, void of any communication besides emails from marketers and his car insurance
-"Finally!" River recites excitedly as he leans back on the couch, dropping the last of the merger files atop his new glass-top centre-table.His new apartment was serene, simple, and the living room in the large space gives him a certain kind of peace.A smile etches across his face, but it fades as he hears the loud blare of the doorbell, clamorously bellowing throughout the apartment. River's heart palpitates loudly as he is jolted back into reality. His eyebrows furrow as he rises from the large, beige, leather couch- staggering as he walks to the door. River turns the locks and twists the knob to swing the door open.
-"This smells super fruity," Marcus examines the bag when River gives him a whiff of it."Straight high-grade purple from the sweet, sweet islands of Jamaica, also, don't tell my boss." River says and Marcus scoffs then starts laughing."You raggedy bitch." Marcus slaps River on the right shoulder. "You're holding out on me again." He shakes his head and tries snagging the bag from River, who swiftly snaps it back."No,jolly when he sees the greengiant, you roll like a bitch wearing two-inch long acrylic nails, so, step back." River bounce
-The minute Sebastian steps into his penthouse, he smells Kellie's cologne. An aroma that invades his senses and sparks a bout of stress inside him unparalleled.He slowly approaches where Kellie sits on the couch, watching as he enters with dark, menacing eyes. "You took your time to get here," she observes aloud and Sebastian grimaces."Is it true?" He asks and Kellie shakes her head. "Kellie, this is not the time to screw with me.""You're not the only one this screws with. I make partner in five months. How do you think I feel about being pregnant at a cru
-River sucks in a heavy breath, feeling the elevator vibrate around him with a gentle, but nauseating rumble. It resonates through his body, shackling him to a shallow feeling of inhibition manifested by his nerves. He closes his eyes for a second, then opens them and straightens his tie. His eyes settle on the numbers dialling up, barely able to contain himself because of his growing angst.Finally, the elevator rumbles to a stop, dinging once before opening to a pristine hubbub. Before him, a large, spacey podium hovers above a bullpen of sorts. Sixteen cubicles open up, with professionally dressed people, all within their own charm. River steps from the elevator, poised, dressed to impress with a woeful glance and a brain overwrought with tremulous thoughts.
-The second River steps into Le Jardin, he knew his eyes would bulge at the bill after having had lunch. Consequently, he'd begun making enough money to afford it, but he still wanted to favour his budget and all the other things that made him himself. Splurging was not his style, but he figured one day couldn't hurt."Good afternoon, sir. Do you have a reservation or are you with a group?" The burly, much older male host asks as he walks through the restaurant's entrance."Group. The name would be under Grace Keller?" He smiles, then fixes his jacket.
- - One Week Later - "There he is," Marcus pushes into River's apartment, and swaying two bags on each hand. "Here I am." River says, lacking enthusiasm, but Marcus notices and pouts immediately. "Sumu Chos?" River gestures to the familiar logo, the chimes words for fast food printed on it. "Chinese Food and beer," Marcus grins proudly. "You are heaven sent. I really do need some comfort food." "Someone doesn't seem too happy with being the most famous charity chairman around town." Marcus raises an eyebrow and River sighs. "I'm sorry," he excuses, taking the bag of beer by the bottom