Cooper flashes us both a toothy grin.
Sebastian waits to sit until I’m settled in the wooden chair. “Do you want some ice cream, Matilda?”
“I’m good,” I murmur. “I just ate dinner.”
“Dinner,” Carolyn repeats the word loudly. “Cooper we need to go home and have dinner.”
He rolls his eyes as he takes another lick from the soft ice cream. “We had dinner, mom. We had hot dogs right before we saw Detective Wolf.”
She tosses him a glance. “That was an after school snack. It’s time to go so I can cook a proper dinner for you.”
His bottom lip juts out in a pout. “Mom. You said that the hot dogs were dinner. I heard you.”
I bite back a laugh. She didn’t factor in Cooper’s reaction when she came up with this plan to get Sebastian and me in the same place at the same time.
“I’ll make those chicken nuggets you love.”
He swings his feet, as he remains glued to his chair, even though she’s already standing. “That’s okay, mom. I’m full.”
Carolyn reaches down to scoop several colorful shopping bags into her palm. “We are leaving now, Cooper. Say goodbye to Tilly and Detective Wolf.”
He finally gives in and slides to his feet. Ice cream drips from the cone onto his red hoodie. “Goodbye Tilly and Detective Wolf. I have to go eat chicken nuggets I don’t want.”
Sebastian and I laugh in unison as Carolyn tugs her son toward the door leaving me alone with the man I’ve missed more than I realized.
“Mint chocolate chip,”I whisper as I break our kiss. “That’s what you had, isn’t it?”
He nods. “Tell me you can ditch work and go home to bed with me.”
My body aches at the dark promise in his tone. His hands were on me the minute we saw Carolyn and Cooper leave the ice cream shop.
He scooped my face into his hands and kissed me. It was tender at first, then more demanding. He took my breath away with just the touch of his lips against mine.
“I can’t, Sebastian.” I rest my forehead against his. “I have to work for a few more hours.”
“Me too.” He kisses me again, this time with a lash of his tongue over my bottom lip. “I slept in your bed earlier.”
The admission draws me closer to him. I edge forward in my seat. My gaze drops to his lap and the noticeable bulge in his black pants. “Did you touch yourself?”
That pushes him back far enough that he can stare into my eyes. “I should have. Shit, I could have with your smell all around me.”
I lean forward, sweeping my breath over his ear as I whisper to him. “I did it in your bed last night. I came on your sheets thinking about how it feels when you fuck me.”
His lips crash into mine for a wet, heated kiss.
Our tongues collide, our moans get lost in each other’s throats and when we part, his eyes bore into me. “I need you. Fuck do I need to be inside of you, Matilda.”
“I’ll be home at ten.” I ease my hands down his broad shoulders. “Be waiting for me in my bed and I promise you’ll fall asleep with a smile on your face.”
CHAPTER THIRTY-EIGHT
Sebastian
She meant ten last night,you fucked-up asshole.
I berate myself yet again as I drag myself into our apartment at noon.
It’s been hours since I tasted Matilda’s lips at the ice cream shop and almost as long since I’ve heard a word from her.
