“Ah, yes.The bathroom.”
“Why do you say ‘bathroom’ like you know something I don’t.”
“I was looking for dental floss. And I found your pinktoyin the drawer under the sink.” His wicked grin makes it quite clear what toy he’s talking about.
My face is a mask of horror. “Sebastian! No, you didn’t see that!” Living so closely with The Sexiest Man Alive meant I was in a constant state of… want. Need. And the bathroom was the only place I had any privacy.
He groans. “I couldn’t not see it. And once I saw it, I couldn’t not think of it. I couldn’t get you out of my fucking mind. I’d lie there at night imagining you on the other side of the wall, pleasuring yourself. It got me so worked up. Every night, I’d jerk off to that image. And it wasn’t just that. I craved being nearyou and spending time with you. But you were my assistant. I felt like a complete lecher. I was afraid that if you knew what I was thinking, you’d be disgusted. Or I feared we’d hook up and things might get weird. I couldn’t risk you quitting. And I’d be no better than my dad hitting on the nannies.”
I put the timing together. “You started dating Allegra in Australia,” I say. “We spent most of the month hanging out, watching movies at night together. We even had that giant puzzle going. And then you got distant. And I couldn’t figure it out until Allegra flew in. You spent a long weekend in Sydney with her.”
“I couldn’t get you out of my head. I’d dream of you all night. And at the end of a long day on set, all I wanted was to be with you. I wanted to see how intensely competitive you’d get trying to finish that absolutely bonkers five-thousand-piece puzzle of the constellations. But I knew I couldn’t act on anything. So I needed distance. Allegra had just gotten out of a bad relationship. She told me that we could have fun. Plus, you’d just started dating that jerk Todd.”
I furrow my brow. “Who?”
“The dude. The guy you were talking to and messaging the entire time you were in Australia.”
“Oh! Him. I mean, we went on a few dates, and we talked while I was away. But there wasn’t really anything there. I tried to like him. But it kind of… fizzled.” Probably because I was temporarily living with my way-too-attractive boss.
“I’m glad,” he says. “It made me crazy thinking of you with him.”
The idea of Sebastian jealous has me weak-kneed.
“I-I fantasized about you too,” I admit.
“I know.” He smirks.
“What? How?”
“Because when you were drunk that time I brought you back from the club, you asked me to,” he whispers in my ear, “make love to you.”
“I didn’t,” I gasp out.
“Oh yes. You did.”
“That wassounprofessional of me.”
“Almost as unprofessional as me jerking off to visions of you fucking your sweet pussy with that pink dildo. Damn, I wish I’d packed it. A missed opportunity,” he says with a cheeky grin.
My lips twitch in amusement. I never know what he’s going to say. But that’s what I love about him. He balances me and my sometimes too-serious personality.
His dick hardens even larger against my thigh.
I squirm against him.
“Ignore that,” he rumbles with a groan. “I’ve already worn you out. And you’re barely recovered.”
“I don’t want to ignore it,” I say, but I ruin the effect by yawning.
“You’re tired, baby. This,” he says, pushing into me in a way that has me groaning, “will still be here tomorrow.”
“Promise?”
“There’s no way it won’t be.”
CHAPTER 35
Emma
