His handsome smile spreads across his face, and I’m sure the planet just stopped turning for a moment.
“Yes, Em, at my home.With me.In my bedroom.Hell, I don’t know what this means, I just know that I don’t want you to leave tomorrow.”
Same.
I don’t know if I’ll ever want to leave this man, and therein lies the problem.
I don’t know what this means.
I do not fuck multiple women...nor am I interested in getting married.
I glance away, but he takes my face and gently kisses my lips.
“Let’s take it day by day.Tonight, I’m taking you home and making love to you slowly, savoring every inch of your gorgeous—”
“What the fuck, Emily?!”
Sebastian and I pull apart, spinning as Terri shouts at me.
Oh, my god.
Wait, did Sebastian say make love?
Why is Terri here?
What is going on?
The single most romantic moment of my life was just torn from me, and all I can do is swivel my head between Terri and Sebastian.
A few people around us look our way.
“Ms.Garcia, what are you doing here?”Sebastian asks, his hand dropping away from my hip.
A little too late there, pal.
She flaps a bunch of papers at us, looking furious.“Is this a setup?”
Is this about Victor?Has she lost it and going to risk her job?
“Terri, hey.”I take a step forward and she halts me with her waving folder and wild angry eyes.
“Don’theyme!What the hell is going on here?”She indicates both me and Sebastian.“I’m being blamed for this, and it wasn’t me.”
The protesters?
I’m confused.
Sebastian curses, and I see Khalid, Victor, and Mason close in on us.
“What’s going on?”Victor stands beside Terri, who jumps when she hears his voice.
Brandon joins us.
“Terri,” I whisper pleadingly.“Let’s do this tomorrow.”
“I saw you two together.Are you part of this setup?”Terri demands, looking hysterical.“Who are you really with that big damn ring?Fake my ass, that’s real, isn’t it?So what, you’re fucking Sebastian?”
Oh shit.
