Part 7 (2/2)
”Don't do that, Chast.i.ty, unless you want me to throw you on the ground right here and now. It drives me crazy when you nibble on your lip like that, because I want to be the one doing the nibbling. Go pour us a couple gla.s.ses of wine, and I'll put on some music. Where do you keep your CDs?”
Soundlessly she pointed in the direction of her CD rack before scurrying out of the living room to the kitchen, her pulse racing. This was supposed to be her seduction scene, so why did Sebastian have to be so calm when her knees felt like they'd give out any second?
Steadying her shaking hands, Chast.i.ty poured two gla.s.ses of wine and took a sip from one to soothe her nerves. Just as she stepped into the living room, the phone rang. Who in the world could that be calling at this time of night?
Sebastian looked slightly annoyed. ”Ignore it.”
”I can't. It might be an emergency.” She very well could have ignored it, but she needed to buy some time to build up her courage again. ”h.e.l.lo?” she answered, a little more breathlessly than she intended.
”Chas, it's Kevin.”
”Kevin, you're calling at a bad time. I have company now.”
”I know. Dallas called and told us what's going on and we saw Mr. Stud m.u.f.fin pull up in your driveway. He's hot.”
”Okay. If you know it's a bad time, then why are you calling?” she whispered, taking a peek over her shoulder. Sebastian's face was screwed up in a scowl. His displeasure was obvious.
”I called to give the appearance that he's not the only one you might be seeing.”
”Lord have mercy. You've been hanging around Dallas way too much. Look, I really have to go, but I'll talk to you tomorrow.”
”Okay. Are we still on for shopping this weekend? There's a killer sale at Macy's.”
”Yes, we're still on. I'll see you then.” Clicking the phone off, she replaced it on the receiver. If Sebastian was upset before, he looked positively dangerous now; his normally pale eyes a murky, dark green and his lips a thin, angry line. ”I'm sorry about that.”
She slid next to him on the couch, figuring that not mentioning the phone conversation would be the best way to handle things. Sebastian, on the other hand, wasn't willing to let it go so easily. ”Who...was...that?” he asked as though struggling to get each word out.
She shrugged, trying to project an air of nonchalance she didn't feel. ”Just a friend.”
”What kind of friend?” he demanded.
When Sebastian's eyes bored into her, he reminded Chast.i.ty of Oth.e.l.lo, right before he strangled Desdemona. Thanks a lot, Kevin. She could have dragged this out and make it seem like Kevin and her were more to each other than what they were, but judging by the look on his face, Chast.i.ty realized that wasn't a good idea. There was only so far a man like Sebastian could be pushed.
”The platonic kind. If I didn't know better, I'd think you were jealous.”
”Maybe I am.”
His admission took Chast.i.ty by surprise. Not quite knowing how to respond, she changed topics. ”So, what do you think about my nightgown. You didn't say anything about it when you walked in.”
”I said you looked s.e.xy. Isn't that the same thing?” He laughed, visibly relaxing, which in turn, relaxed her.
I can do this, she silently chanted. ”Not quite the same thing, but I guess I'll let you slide this time.”
Sebastian scooted closer. Her body ignited when his hip touched hers. Chast.i.ty's breath caught in her throat. G.o.d, he was gorgeous. It just didn't seem fair for one man to be so d.a.m.n hot.
He ran a finger down her chest to where her nightgown dipped. ”I like what you're wearing very much, but I bet I'll enjoy it even more when I'm taking it off. Of course, you know, I'm the only one you're allowed to wear this for now.”
Chast.i.ty trembled. Was it her or did the temperature in her house just go up? ”I'll keep that in mind,” she said unsteadily.
”You'd better,” he growled. ”You have no idea what I went through before I got here.”
She raised an eyebrow. ”And what was it that you went through that was so grueling.”
”Well, I nearly got a ticket racing over here, but the poor officer took pity on me when I told her that I had to go see a friend in need.”
Chast.i.ty pursed her lips. ”She? You charmed your way out of a ticket, you mean? What a hards.h.i.+p.”
”And, I had to fend off a transvest.i.te prost.i.tute when I stopped to purchase condoms on the way here.”
”You're making that up.”
”I swear, I'm telling you the truth. From my mouth to G.o.d's ears.”
This made her laugh. ”That's what you get for being so darn irresistible. I bet everything comes easy to you. You always do what you like, don't you?”
”If I had done what I really wanted to when I walked in here, you would have thought I was an animal.”
She saw her opportunity to flip the script on him and took it. Leaning over, Chast.i.ty brushed his lips with hers. ”It's okay. I like animals.” The tips of her b.r.e.a.s.t.s grazed his arm. She pressed another kiss against his jaw, her hand slowly inching up his thigh.
Sebastian suddenly pulled back. ”We're really going to do this, right? No turning back this time?”
”Of course. Isn't this what you wanted?”
”More than you know, but...”
”But what?”
”You're a totally different person. I never know what to expect. With the old Chast.i.ty, I could read you like a book, but now you go hot and the next minute cold. I don't want to get all worked up again, just to be left high and dry.”
”I plan to see this through. I want you as much as you want me.”
”What happened to you, anyway?”
Was he serious? Sebastian was the one who'd made her realize what a hopeless mouse she'd been. He almost sounded like he missed the mouse. Well that was just too d.a.m.n bad. The reminder of her former self gave Chast.i.ty the strength to make her next move. ”I finally opened my eyes...thanks to you.” She reached over and cupped his face in her hands. ”I don't know about you, but I want to f.u.c.k.” And with that she crushed his lips beneath hers.
Chast.i.ty's sweet mouth covered his in an aggressive, hungry kiss. Sebastian's initial reaction was to push her away and find out what she'd meant by that last comment, but her soft lips roaming so urgently against his shattered all intentions to smithereens.
He wrapped his arms around her warm, voluptuous body. When Chast.i.ty had opened the door, he'd nearly dropped the bottle of wine in his hand, almost losing the control he's fought so hard to maintain when he saw Chast.i.ty in her pitiful excuse for a nightgown.
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