He pulls his hand away from mine.
I have to fight to stop myself from reaching out and grabbing his hand, stopping him from releasing me from his grip.
He stands up and goes to the window, standing looking out at the city, his back to me. “I understand this is a lot to take in. I really am sorry for the mess I caused. If you can’t decide yet whether or not to give me a second chance, how about you give the restaurant a second chance for now? I’ve spoken to HR and your job is there if you still want it.”
“I don’t,” I say. “Like I told you earlier, I refuse to work somewhere where I get a promotion because I’m fucking the boss.”
He turns back to me and I see a flash of anger in his eyes. “It’s not like that Callie. Not on either count. Firstly, I had nothing to do with your promotion. I tried to explain that to you earlier. I didn’t even know you were getting a promotion until you told me that night. Marco had it all worked out with HR. You got that promotion because you deserved it.”
That is perhaps the biggest surprise of the night so far. Marco actually played fair and gave me a promotion I deserved based on my work.
Before I can respond, Matt goes on, “And secondly, if what we were doing was just fucking to you then obviously I had you all wrong Callie. Because in my mind, we were starting something special. Maybe not the conventional way. Maybe not the right way. But I fell for you Callie. And that hasn’t changed.” He comes closer and he takes my hand again and pulls me to my feet.
We stand inches apart.
“I love you Callie,” Matt says. The anger has gone from him now. He sounds different. Pleading almost. “Please give me a second chance and I will spend every day of my life proving to you that this is real.”
My head is screaming at me to walk away from him. But how can I do that? How can I walk away from this man who stands before me, his heart on his sleeve? How can I walk away from the man I have fallen for?
“I know I fucked up, and I know why you might have your doubts about trusting me now. But ask yourself this Callie. If it was all a game, if you were nothing but the means to an end, then why am I still playing? What could I possibly have to gain by lying to you now?”
His words shatter the last remaining thread of doubt I was holding onto. Because he’s right. He wouldn’t have to keep up the charade now. He didn’t even have to explain any of this to me. He could have just faded back out of my life as easily as he appeared in it.
I still don’t have the words to explain any of this to him, and the thought of getting mixed up with a fucking billionaire scares me more than I care to admit. How long can this really last? How long before he gets sick of his Cinderella girl and trades me in for a society girl?
Matt is done waiting for words. He closes the gap between us, takes my face in his hands and looks into my eyes. “I love you,” he says again.
Chapter Twenty-Five
Callie
His lips brush mine, and the fire bursts through me as I step closer to him, wrapping my arms around him. I promised myself this wouldn’t happen; that I wouldn’t let it happen, no matter what Matt said to me, and yet here it is — happening.
Matt’s kiss deepens, changing from something tender and soft to something more primal. He moves his hands from my face, pushing them into my hair. I run my hands over his back and then I bring them around to the front of his body, stepping back slightly so I can work on his shirt buttons.
He begins to walk me towards the couch and I know what’s coming. I know what we’re going to do, and I know if I let that happen, there’s no going back. It will be like me telling Matt he’s forgiven, that I can give him a second chance. I don’t know if I can, but my head isn’t in control of me anymore. My body has taken over; I am a slave to my desire.
Matt lays me on the couch, climbing between my thighs. I wrap my legs around his waist, clutching him against me, feeling his hard cock against my pussy as he kisses down my neck.
My breathing is hard and fast as Matt’s mouth moves over my neck, bringing each of my nerve endings to life. He moves back up, kissing my mouth again. I can’t wait any longer. I need to feel Matt inside of me. Now. I buck my hips, moving to the side and rolling. Matt and I tumble to the floor and I land straddling his hips. I grin down on him and reach for the bottom of my dress.
As I start to peel it up my body, the apartment door opens.
“Hey bro. Oh shit, I didn’t know you had company,” a voice says.
I jump to my feet, pulling my dress down and then smoothing down my hair.
The fact that Matt’s brother has caught us about to have sex doesn’t seem to faze him in the slightest. “I’m Sebastian…”
I turn to face him, feeling my face turning red.
He grins at me. “… the handsome one.”
Something about his grin is infectious and I can’t help but return it. He looks similar to Matt, but they’re not identical. Sebastian’s hair is lighter, his eyes blue. He has the same twinkle in his eye though.
“Callie,” I say. “The one you’ve never heard of.”
“Oh, don’t be so sure about that,” Sebastian says. “I —”
“Seb what are you doing here?”
