Although I didn’t see him for a few days, since I’ve been off rotation at work, Sebastian has been texting me frequently. That’s still a shock, but I’m glad I don’t have to worry, if I should reach out first or not. With him, it’s surprisingly easy to pick up the phone and text him. He’s always available to talk, which is a nice change from my previous relationships. Not to mention, I feel comfortable around him. It’s so strange going from not knowing, if I’d ever get a chance with him, and then to this.
I smile, liking how things are turning out.
Once the elevator reaches its destination, it pings, and then the doors slowly open. When Sebastian asked me to come over to his place, I’ll admit I was surprised. It’s a good surprise though, and as I exit the elevator, excitement rushes through me. I have no idea what’s in store tonight, and that’s half of the reason why I’m in such a hurry to reach his place.
Making my way down the hall, I place my phone in my small handbag, and then stop, once I reach his apartment door. Pushing out a nervous breath, I knock on the door. A few moments later, the door opens, revealing the man I’ve been lusting for.
“Hi,” I sweetly say. It’s amazing how every time I see him, he looks even more handsome than before. It’s also a bit surprising how quickly my entire body seems to wake up, just by staring at him.
He smirks, as if he knows exactly what’s going through my mind, and I feel my face flame. “Come inside,” he commands, holding the door open for me.
Walking inside his apartment, my eyes quickly scan everything around me, and I feel his gaze on me. I suspect it’s the dress I’m wearing, but I don’t ask if he likes it or not. With him, I’m learning to let him do or say what he needs too in his own time. It’s funny how quickly I’m catching onto some of his certain traits.
Sebastian is a man of very few words, so I assumed that his place would reflect that as well. But the more I glance around his place, the more I realize there is so much more to him than I realized. Instead of finding an empty home, without any sort of life, I see so much color. His living room is to my right, and it’s not only filled with expensive, colorful artwork, but there are also pictures of him and his family.
The kitchen is to my left, and it’s clear it gets used a lot. While the modern look is pleasing to the eyes, I see the older pots and pans, hanging above the kitchen island. There are tons of notes and pictures hanging on his fridge, and the dining area in front of me is so simple, but yet, so elegant at the same time. It’s not over the top at all, and it’s actually perfect. There is a small table, and it’s just enough for a few guests. I never thought Sebastian’s home would feel so inviting and homey.
Turning around, I find him leaning against the kitchen island, watching me closely. “I like your place.”
As he crosses his ankles, I suck in a deep breath. Fuck, he’s so hot in a simple black button-down shirt and dark slacks. “Not what you expected, is it?”
Knowing I’m caught, I smile, and then shake my head. “No, actually I thought … you know what? Never mind.” I’m not sure that he would appreciate what I thought I was walking into.
His head drops for a second, and then those deep, green eyes are on mine. I swallow, seeing the hunger in his eyes, and my heart begins to race, as he pushes himself off the island, making his way towards me. “You thought my home would be cold, like I am.”
Clenching my jaw, I don’t dare answer that. It feels like a trap. Unable to leave his gaze, I hold still, as he glances to my lips. “It’s alright, Trixie.” He softly states, as he tucks a strand of my hair behind my ear. The tenderness is so unexpected, and for a moment, I’m shocked by it. But before I can think about it anymore, he says, “A lot of people assume the same, but I’m far from what most people think I am.”
“Who are you then?” I whisper. Holding my breath, I wonder if I’ll get an answer.
We stand still as statues, gazes locked for a while, before we’re interrupted by a beeping sound. “That’ll be our dinner,” Sebastian claims, as if whatever just happened between us was nothing at all.
Trying to get my heart to slow down, he quickly makes his way over to the stove, and then pulls out something that smells absolutely amazing from it. Following in his footsteps, I peek around his back, as I ask, “What is that?”
“Lamb and roasted potatoes with fresh green beans,” he answers, as he sets the hot pan on top of the stove.
My mouth begins to water, as all the flavors of the lamb wash over me, and I suddenly realize how hungry I am. And that’s the very moment, my stomach decides to growl. My eyes widen, as the sound is extremely loud in his small apartment.
Sebastian’s gaze quickly snaps to mine, and I’m so embarrassed that I can’t even form a sentence. One of his eyebrows raise, as he says, “I’m glad you brought your appetite.”
It’s so out of character for him, and I can’t stop the laughter from bubbling up. Here I am, utterly embarrassed by my stomach, and he’s trying to make a joke. As I laugh, he continues to stare at me, but I see
