EMILY
––––––––
Ishouldn’t.I knowI shouldn’t.But I feel like Cinderella at the ball.This prince of mine might have a permanent scowl, but when he’s looking at me, his beautiful green eyes light up and I swear none of this is make-believe.
Except it is.
Tomorrow, I’m going home back to my apartment.Sebastian has arranged for me to interview with Mason as his PA.He’s great, so I’m sure I will like working for him.
But I was right.
Sebastian wants me out of his life after tonight.
That hurts, but he never lied to me.
Tonight, I’m pushing away my feelings and just living in the moment.
All his friends are lovely and extremely good looking.So much so, it should be illegal.Colt is amused by our situation and enjoys teasing Sebastian.It’s fun to watch.
I couldn’t hide my smile at one point.
That got me a pinch on the bottom.
“You’ll pay for that when we get home,” Sebastian whispered in my ear.
“Promises, promises.”I grinned as I turned my face up to his.
The heat between us sizzled until the reminder that it’s our last night together surfaced, and my smile disappeared.
Dancing surprised me, and I love the way it feels to be the woman in his life with all his attention.I could die happy right now.
Too soon, the song ends.
“Em...”Sebastian places his hands on my hip as we reach the edge of the dancefloor.
I lay my palm on his chest after turning and tilt my face.God, he’s the most beautiful man in the world.Forgetting we’re in public, I reach for his cheek, brushing my fingers over his short whiskers.
I blame the champagne when I say, “I am going to miss you.”
I’m still hurt, but what’s the point?It’s better to forgive and let him know that I’ve enjoyed our time together and will never forget him.
Never.
“Em.”Heat pours from him as his fingers press harder.“Stay with me.Stay for a little longer.”
My eyes widen.
What is he saying?He wants me to stay...with him?At his house?In this fake relationship?I’m not going to jump to conclusions.That would be bad.
Very bad.
“Stay...where?”
“With me.”His hand covers mine, and he turns it to kiss my palm.
I almost melt into a puddle of happiness.
“At your home?”
