Derek Draper. I note his name down to search for an obituary, the sudden need to visit this man's resting place to ask for his girl's hand, making itself known. Fuck, she was married?Is that why she stopped us last night?That seems more plausible; the thought of her struggling with the fact she once belonged to another, and now she might be struggling to allow herself to move on much as I had been, would explain the sorrow within her eyes.Fuck! We have so much in common, so many stars aligned to bring our paths crashing alongside each other, but now I fear that I have this all wrong. That I might have allowed myself to feel something for the wrong person.I'm not sure I could let her go even if that's what she wanted...I can't continue chasing her until I know the true extent of her feelings.I sent a secure email to Josh with all my findings, intent on ensuring we have time alone today to talk about this and figure a way through this latest bout of turmoil.Fuck! I really like h
SebastianJosh and I asked for a private booth and ordered quickly before watching each other with raised brows and a mutual look of defeat.He swallows whilst reaching for his phone, unlocking it to scroll through everything I had read this morning alone.He's huffing, raising his brows, knitting them together. Chewing his cheek and sucking in his bottom lip much as he might when he and Charlotte argue, and it's then I know he truly has nothing to do with this. This is all my father's doing—solely his burden to bear.There's a torrent of emotion flitting through his features, and I hate everyone because they are exactly how I feel. I preferred it when he was happy for me, when he was blissfully as eager for this new life as I was."Seb..." he sighs my name, turning the phone down at the death certificate as if to say.'What the actual fuck'"Yeah. Yeah, that got me too. The things we have in common, the things that have aligned to bring us both here and yet my father is playing a hug
Cassidy I wake to an empty bed, my hand reaching out for Sebastian, finding nothing but the cold bedsheets where he was lying when I allowed my eyes to close for the night finally. I sigh, upset that he's gone already but cognisant that he's probably needed for the work he came here for, which I should be helping him with. I move up, sitting from the bed, finding Charlotte staring right back at me from the sofa as the door hangs wide open, much as Josh had been sitting just yesterday morning. "Good morning," she grins. "Morning," I mimic her, looking behind me to ensure I didn't skip over Sebastian in the room somewhere. I still don't find him, much as I hadn't when I woke up. "He's downstairs working with Josh. They have lots to do today, but not to worry, he's left me his credit card, and I've been instructed to do some retail therapy with you. You can have whatever you like." "I don't want anything," I shrug, walking out to stand before her as I nervously decide wha
Last night flooded my mind, the memory of Sebastian slipping them from my feet as he held my weight as if I were stick thin and weighed nothing. My cheek blushes, and I groan internally as I place them on my feet and just in time, too, because Charlotte has rejoined me and dressed in only a pair of jeans and an oversized jumper. "Ready?" She asks me, walking to the door with a massive grin on her face. I nod, following along, and we ride in the lift down to the foyer, where we exit the hotel and hail a taxi just outside. We drive only for a short amount of time, being dropped outside of a small collection of very expensive branded shops. I hate to think of us going inside, but she grabs me instantly, taking me inside one that has rows of underwear only fit for consumption in a bedroom. "What's your size?" She asks me, looking down at my breasts as I do. "32D," I admit with a blush. "Don't be ashamed. Seb likes breasts, and you've plenty to keep him occupied all night."
SebastianI did it; I fucking bagged the contract, and it's signed already as we sit across from one another in the restaurant as we drink to success. "It's a pleasure doing business with you, Mr King," Yu Meng grins back at me. I nod, and I think of the price I've paid for the phones that we will redistribute with our names attached to them.It's a good deal, far less than I expected them to agree on, yet we have to keep it a secret for now, still playing the game that the phones are up for grabs.The three of us shake hands, and I nod to Mr Meng as we walk towards the conference room. Josh and I are wearing a secret smile as we sit at the back during the meeting, and the others ask their questions.I take the opportunity to sit and think over my revelation from this morning and what I want to do.Part of me wants to make Cassidy submit to me; I really want to have her sitting there on her knees, holding herself up as her muscles protest as I make her spill her proverbial beans.Onc
"We're going out again," Josh admits, a smirk on his face as he looks at Charlotte."Have a good evening then," I tell him, slapping his back in a friendly manner."You too," he nods towards Cassidy as she calls for the lift.I nod, but I don't know what I'm about to do. There are so many things running through my head, so many needs that need scratching, but there's also the hurt riding alongside the need, forcing my mind into a place of unknown.We stand beside each other in the lift, silent as can be.I've barely said anything to her all night, and she seems jittery because of it.Perhaps she knows I'm on to her, but what she doesn't know is I don't fucking care.Yeah, I came to that conclusion at the dinner table.Cassidy's mine now; I won't let her go. Things need to be ironed out, wrongs need to be made right, but I don't feel any less for her than I did this time yesterday evening.I let her brew, walking ahead of her to the apartment door and opening it for the pair of us as s
Sebastian** You never know the value of a moment**There's something about dressing in a tux.The soft material clings in all the right places because it was made solely for you to move in.The charcoal grey suits me, or so Bethany once said. Memories flood, depicting a life entirely of me adorning such a suit at every avenue I stepped into. My first tux was prom, year eleven. Ten whole years ago, when I was merely a sixteen-year-old boy that goofed around doing kid shit whilst hoping for the best with my grades. I had no plan, no desires, living each day as if it were my last. My mates and I were already half wasted; we'd been drinking before our Hummer limo pick-up, of which we would accompany each other to collect the girls of our friend group in high school.Back then, things were all fun and games.The second time I wore a tux was my very first meeting with the big boys.Luckily for me, I fell out of college into work as I started working for my father's company, and things
SebastianI stand mortified as the funeral director and his assistant place us where they need us whilst their staff bring the casket up and onto our shoulders.I'm right at the front with Geoff, leading the others as we take Bethany up the slope that leads through the church doors.The funeral march has begun, and I can't help but feel that strange and peculiar lump sitting right at the base of my throat that feels almost as if my oesophagus has soda bubbling up from my insides.It's the need to cry, I presume, and it is thick, yet I push it aside, begging myself not to allow the emotion to take hold of me.One foot in front of the other, Seb. Walk your wife down the aisle once more, just as she wished. You can do this...Positive self-talk, isn't that what Bethany called such musings to one's self?The church is full of people, our people.Friends, family, and even colleagues.At the very back, acquaintances that we've met over the years that have chosen to attend Bethany's farewe
"We're going out again," Josh admits, a smirk on his face as he looks at Charlotte."Have a good evening then," I tell him, slapping his back in a friendly manner."You too," he nods towards Cassidy as she calls for the lift.I nod, but I don't know what I'm about to do. There are so many things running through my head, so many needs that need scratching, but there's also the hurt riding alongside the need, forcing my mind into a place of unknown.We stand beside each other in the lift, silent as can be.I've barely said anything to her all night, and she seems jittery because of it.Perhaps she knows I'm on to her, but what she doesn't know is I don't fucking care.Yeah, I came to that conclusion at the dinner table.Cassidy's mine now; I won't let her go. Things need to be ironed out, wrongs need to be made right, but I don't feel any less for her than I did this time yesterday evening.I let her brew, walking ahead of her to the apartment door and opening it for the pair of us as s
SebastianI did it; I fucking bagged the contract, and it's signed already as we sit across from one another in the restaurant as we drink to success. "It's a pleasure doing business with you, Mr King," Yu Meng grins back at me. I nod, and I think of the price I've paid for the phones that we will redistribute with our names attached to them.It's a good deal, far less than I expected them to agree on, yet we have to keep it a secret for now, still playing the game that the phones are up for grabs.The three of us shake hands, and I nod to Mr Meng as we walk towards the conference room. Josh and I are wearing a secret smile as we sit at the back during the meeting, and the others ask their questions.I take the opportunity to sit and think over my revelation from this morning and what I want to do.Part of me wants to make Cassidy submit to me; I really want to have her sitting there on her knees, holding herself up as her muscles protest as I make her spill her proverbial beans.Onc
Last night flooded my mind, the memory of Sebastian slipping them from my feet as he held my weight as if I were stick thin and weighed nothing. My cheek blushes, and I groan internally as I place them on my feet and just in time, too, because Charlotte has rejoined me and dressed in only a pair of jeans and an oversized jumper. "Ready?" She asks me, walking to the door with a massive grin on her face. I nod, following along, and we ride in the lift down to the foyer, where we exit the hotel and hail a taxi just outside. We drive only for a short amount of time, being dropped outside of a small collection of very expensive branded shops. I hate to think of us going inside, but she grabs me instantly, taking me inside one that has rows of underwear only fit for consumption in a bedroom. "What's your size?" She asks me, looking down at my breasts as I do. "32D," I admit with a blush. "Don't be ashamed. Seb likes breasts, and you've plenty to keep him occupied all night."
Cassidy I wake to an empty bed, my hand reaching out for Sebastian, finding nothing but the cold bedsheets where he was lying when I allowed my eyes to close for the night finally. I sigh, upset that he's gone already but cognisant that he's probably needed for the work he came here for, which I should be helping him with. I move up, sitting from the bed, finding Charlotte staring right back at me from the sofa as the door hangs wide open, much as Josh had been sitting just yesterday morning. "Good morning," she grins. "Morning," I mimic her, looking behind me to ensure I didn't skip over Sebastian in the room somewhere. I still don't find him, much as I hadn't when I woke up. "He's downstairs working with Josh. They have lots to do today, but not to worry, he's left me his credit card, and I've been instructed to do some retail therapy with you. You can have whatever you like." "I don't want anything," I shrug, walking out to stand before her as I nervously decide wha
SebastianJosh and I asked for a private booth and ordered quickly before watching each other with raised brows and a mutual look of defeat.He swallows whilst reaching for his phone, unlocking it to scroll through everything I had read this morning alone.He's huffing, raising his brows, knitting them together. Chewing his cheek and sucking in his bottom lip much as he might when he and Charlotte argue, and it's then I know he truly has nothing to do with this. This is all my father's doing—solely his burden to bear.There's a torrent of emotion flitting through his features, and I hate everyone because they are exactly how I feel. I preferred it when he was happy for me, when he was blissfully as eager for this new life as I was."Seb..." he sighs my name, turning the phone down at the death certificate as if to say.'What the actual fuck'"Yeah. Yeah, that got me too. The things we have in common, the things that have aligned to bring us both here and yet my father is playing a hug
Derek Draper. I note his name down to search for an obituary, the sudden need to visit this man's resting place to ask for his girl's hand, making itself known. Fuck, she was married?Is that why she stopped us last night?That seems more plausible; the thought of her struggling with the fact she once belonged to another, and now she might be struggling to allow herself to move on much as I had been, would explain the sorrow within her eyes.Fuck! We have so much in common, so many stars aligned to bring our paths crashing alongside each other, but now I fear that I have this all wrong. That I might have allowed myself to feel something for the wrong person.I'm not sure I could let her go even if that's what she wanted...I can't continue chasing her until I know the true extent of her feelings.I sent a secure email to Josh with all my findings, intent on ensuring we have time alone today to talk about this and figure a way through this latest bout of turmoil.Fuck! I really like h
SebastianWe must fall asleep at some point because I wake up startled from a vidid dream of Beth's last night here on Earth.Remembering the way I made love to her for the last time, of the look of pure ecstasy on her face even with the pain still shrouding her eyes. I hadn't taken any form of gratification that night. Only needing to ensure she felt loved. And I've long since thought something broke inside of me that night. But I realise now it was only lying dormant, the sexual need, that is.I roll from back towards Cassidy as she lies in the same position we stared at one another for hours last night. Our noses almost touch, and I reach out to stroke her hair from her face as I study her in her sleep.She's breathtaking, absolutely beautiful, and I fear my heart might just shatter if she decides that I'm not for her.I don't know what made her stop last night, but it must have been something heavy. I could tell by the tears falling down her face. The sorrow that seems almost as
"Sebastian," I sigh, holding onto his hair as he kisses and sucks between my breast."Mhm," he hums, his beautiful eyes flicking to mine instantly, and I hold his gaze. There's a challenge in them, and I'm utterly lost in the depth of his soul as he devours mine with just one look.My shirt is up and over my head, thrown down somewhere behind him as he reaches for my waist.I cringe, hating the extra weight around my stomach, knowing those soft rolls might put him off, but he just scoffs, seeing my reaction and hating it."You're beautiful," he tells me, stepping between my legs once again as he encourages them around his waist quickly. I'm airborne again as he strides towards my room, moving the door with his palm as he beelines for the bed.I land softly, with a soft smile, as he stands like a god wanting to devour me as his last meal.He rids his shirt, taking care to take his cufflinks off before shoving them on the bedside table beside me. And then his suit pants go next, and I
CassidySebastian's been staring at me all evening. His hand reached for mine not long ago, and they've since been conjoined and lying on the tabletop.I've been wanting to jump in the conversation to have input into this weird situation we have going on.Which brings me back to my questions regarding Josh.Is he in on this deal, too?Is he working for Sebastian's father regarding getting Sebastian to move on from his wife?I don't jump into the conversation; I don't find an opportune time, so I sit quietly, listening to everything being said.It seems Sebastian wishes for his daughter to be betrothed to Josh and Charlotte's son. That wouldn't strike me as weird if we weren't in the twenty-first century, and all, because that's precisely what my Pa did with Derek.And I was thankful for that, as I would never have been confident enough to reach out to a man alone.I love how their conversations roll from one topic to another seamlessly, and I see how the three of them must have been f