Groaning, she gazed down at the sleeping man at her side. She sighed, not sure if she was disgusted with herself for what she'd done or happy because of the sheer amount of mind-blowing sex she'd had.
Sebastian opened one eye. "That was quite a sigh, sweetheart."
"You were awake?" Her eyes widened in alarm.
"I've been up for a little while." He sat up and rubbed her arm. "You feeling okay?"
"Yep." Besides the confusion.
"No morning sickness?"
She didn't feel even an inkling of nausea. "Nope."
"How about headaches?"
She shook her head. "Definitely not."
"How about—"
"My nipples aren't sore either," she interrupted before he could finish.
"I didn't say a word about your nipples." His hand roamed over her breast. "Though I wouldn't mind giving them a good-morning kiss."
Her cheeks grew hot from embarrassment. "No, I have to go to work."
"I can't believe you still blush after all I've done to you," he said.
She sniffed. "Well, you do insist on saying embarrassing things."
"Embarrassing and true things." He squeezed her breast again. "For example, if I said I spent the night shoving my cock in your cunt, then that would be very true."
"And embarrassing." She narrowed her eyes at him.
"Oh, really?" He tweaked her nipple. "I think it turned you on. Your nipples just got hard."
"How can you be this aroused first thing in the morning?" She shook her head.
Even though she asked the question, she was growing damp between her legs.
"I'm always turned on," he said. "It's a blessing and a curse."
"I don't get turned on until I have a full pot of coffee." Which was normally true, but apparently Sebastian voided her need for a steaming cup of Joe.
"Really?" Sebastian slid out of bed. "One pot of coffee coming up."
"I said I have to work," she cried. "No good morning diddle for you."
"Damn shame." Sebastian gazed at her hopefully. "How about tonight? Any diddling tonight?"
"I really should say no," she muttered.
"Why?" He studied her with an amused smile. "I've already fathered your child, and one of these days, you're going to say yes to marrying me."
"You're so cocky." She chucked a pillow at him. "I haven't said yes to anything yet."
The guy crawled toward her on the bed. He lay down on top of her, pressing her body into the mattress. His hands trapped her arms above her head.
"You, my dear, are already falling in love with me." He kissed the tip of her nose.
Her eyes widened. "Says who?"
"Says me." The man grinned.
She scowled at him, but then sobered. "What is it about you that I find so damn irresistible?"
"Maybe it's my amazing good looks." He batted his eyes at her.
She studied him. "No, that's not it."
Something about her response pleased him. The man's grin widened. "Then it has to be my perfect personality."
"Perfect my butt," she muttered.
"Ouch." He toppled to one side, clutching his heart as if she'd mortally wounded him. Still his act was unconvincing, especially since he was smirking the entire time.
"You know…" She hesitated and propped herself up on her elbow.
The man cocked his head. "What?"
"I wouldn't have let just anyone do what you did last night," she said.
The humor disappeared from Sebastian's face, but he didn't break eye contact. At least the man knew how to be serious when the occasion called for it. "I know. Thank you. It was quite an experience."
"I trust you," she said quietly, blushing as she turned her face away from him.
Sebastian didn't speak. When she glanced at him out of the corner of her eye, she noted that his face had gone pale. She began to wonder if she'd said something that made him unhappy.
"Is something wrong?" She bit her bottom lip.
"No." He shook his head. "Just digesting what you said."
"I can trust you, right?" She finally met his gaze again. "I don't want to put my faith in you, only to have you running scared months from now when I really need you."
His eyes darkened. "You can trust me."
After she breathed a sigh of relief, Sebastian
Sebastian opened one eye. "That was quite a sigh, sweetheart."
"You were awake?" Her eyes widened in alarm.
"I've been up for a little while." He sat up and rubbed her arm. "You feeling okay?"
"Yep." Besides the confusion.
"No morning sickness?"
She didn't feel even an inkling of nausea. "Nope."
"How about headaches?"
She shook her head. "Definitely not."
"How about—"
"My nipples aren't sore either," she interrupted before he could finish.
"I didn't say a word about your nipples." His hand roamed over her breast. "Though I wouldn't mind giving them a good-morning kiss."
Her cheeks grew hot from embarrassment. "No, I have to go to work."
"I can't believe you still blush after all I've done to you," he said.
She sniffed. "Well, you do insist on saying embarrassing things."
"Embarrassing and true things." He squeezed her breast again. "For example, if I said I spent the night shoving my cock in your cunt, then that would be very true."
"And embarrassing." She narrowed her eyes at him.
"Oh, really?" He tweaked her nipple. "I think it turned you on. Your nipples just got hard."
"How can you be this aroused first thing in the morning?" She shook her head.
Even though she asked the question, she was growing damp between her legs.
"I'm always turned on," he said. "It's a blessing and a curse."
"I don't get turned on until I have a full pot of coffee." Which was normally true, but apparently Sebastian voided her need for a steaming cup of Joe.
"Really?" Sebastian slid out of bed. "One pot of coffee coming up."
"I said I have to work," she cried. "No good morning diddle for you."
"Damn shame." Sebastian gazed at her hopefully. "How about tonight? Any diddling tonight?"
"I really should say no," she muttered.
"Why?" He studied her with an amused smile. "I've already fathered your child, and one of these days, you're going to say yes to marrying me."
"You're so cocky." She chucked a pillow at him. "I haven't said yes to anything yet."
The guy crawled toward her on the bed. He lay down on top of her, pressing her body into the mattress. His hands trapped her arms above her head.
"You, my dear, are already falling in love with me." He kissed the tip of her nose.
Her eyes widened. "Says who?"
"Says me." The man grinned.
She scowled at him, but then sobered. "What is it about you that I find so damn irresistible?"
"Maybe it's my amazing good looks." He batted his eyes at her.
She studied him. "No, that's not it."
Something about her response pleased him. The man's grin widened. "Then it has to be my perfect personality."
"Perfect my butt," she muttered.
"Ouch." He toppled to one side, clutching his heart as if she'd mortally wounded him. Still his act was unconvincing, especially since he was smirking the entire time.
"You know…" She hesitated and propped herself up on her elbow.
The man cocked his head. "What?"
"I wouldn't have let just anyone do what you did last night," she said.
The humor disappeared from Sebastian's face, but he didn't break eye contact. At least the man knew how to be serious when the occasion called for it. "I know. Thank you. It was quite an experience."
"I trust you," she said quietly, blushing as she turned her face away from him.
Sebastian didn't speak. When she glanced at him out of the corner of her eye, she noted that his face had gone pale. She began to wonder if she'd said something that made him unhappy.
"Is something wrong?" She bit her bottom lip.
"No." He shook his head. "Just digesting what you said."
"I can trust you, right?" She finally met his gaze again. "I don't want to put my faith in you, only to have you running scared months from now when I really need you."
His eyes darkened. "You can trust me."
After she breathed a sigh of relief, Sebastian
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