Letting me go, Sebastian folds himself into the seat beside me. “I didn’t even get any tickets.”
That makes me laugh, and a few patrons turn our way, but I ignore them. “I’m so proud of you.”
“Thanks, baby. I’m going to grab a coffee.” He picks up my cup and gives it a little shake. “Do you need another one before we go?”
“Sure. How about an Americano?”
Sebastian leans in and kisses the tip of my nose. “You got it. Be right back. Do you need time to finish up whatever you were working on?”
“Nope. I’m at a natural stopping point.”
“Good. I’ll get us coffees, we can hang out for a bit, and then I’m going to take you to my house and have my way with you.” He winks at me and walks away before I can respond.
Heads turn as Sebastian walks past. While I’m sure some of the people here recognize him, mostly he just has this presence about him. Strong, sure, confident. He walks with the calm assuredness of someone who knows who he is and where he fits into the world. And it doesn’t hurt that he’s tall, built, and gorgeous.
I wish I had even a fraction of his confidence.
A middle-aged woman watches Sebastian’s ass when he walks past her. Her cheeks flame scarlet when she notices me watching, and I give her a conspiratorial grin. I can’t even blame her. Hockey asses are the best asses. The one exception might be rugby players.
Rugby really needs to catch on in the US. That’s a sport I could get behind.
Giggling to myself, I admire my boyfriend as he charms the baristas and swoon a little when he walks back to the table, coffee in hand and the sweetest secret smile just for me.
How is this my life?
“Coffee for my baby,” he murmurs, setting the cup down in front of me. “Did you get a lot done today?”
“I did, actually. It was a good day.” I take a sip of the Americano and grin at him over the lid. “Better now, though.”
“Oh yeah?”
“Yep. I mean, I got free coffee, which is pretty sweet.” I lift the cup and give it a gentle shake.
“Wow. I see how it is. More excited about the free coffee than to see your boyfriend.”
My stomach does a pleasant little flip when the wordboyfriendrolls so easily off his lips. That’s never going to get old. “I guess seeing my boyfriend is nice too.”
God, the way the world falls away when he throws his head back and laughs. He’s so handsome, it’s unreal.
“All right, ballbuster. Let’s go. I don’t want to wait anymore. Time to get you home and naked in my bed.”
Sebastian says the words quietly, but my cheeks still heat as my belly swoops. Glancing around us, I make sure no one else heard what he said as he chuckles. People are watching us, but it’s more of a general curiosity mixed in with some recognition. I think we’re safe.
“All right. Take me home, crab boy.”
“No, baby.” Bash groans. “It’s one thing when Lola calls me that, but it’s a real boner-killer when you do.”
I smirk. “You’re welcome, then. I don’t think you’d want to walk out of here with a stiffy. Too many people watching.”
I love the way his eyes sparkle as he shakes his head with amusement at me. “You’re something else, Indigo Bloom.”
I’m flying high when he takes my hand and leads me out of the cafe. At least until someone calls our names.
“Sebastian. Indigo. Over here!”
Turning, my stomach curdles when a man shoves a camera in our faces and the flash goes off.
Not here too. This can’t be happening.
