Wild Nights With My Brother's Ex-Best Friend novel Chapter 67

NICOLE

It's the last day of work for the week, and then Sebastian and I will be on the cruise ship tomorrow.

I don't like how my stomach churns every time I think about it. I'm not looking forward to it at all—and I hate that I'm approaching it with this state of mind.

I'm not letting Sebastian see this side of me, though.

The trip won't be a long one. I'll try to focus on the time we'll spend together rather than his family if we do happen to come across them.

I have a feeling he won't cut them off the way he claimed he would during the trip. It would be unfair for me to ask him to do so, because at the end of the day, they're family, and if I'm bothered, then I'm the one who should leave.

My work day is pretty steady. Sebastian has a few meetings today, so I have lunch right at my table.

Some time after four—an hour before we're meant to leave the office for the day—Sebastian's last meeting concludes, and everyone walks out of the meeting room. I turn my head and see him leaning against the door frame, a smile tugging at the corners of his lips.

"A minute, Miss Monroe."

A small smile tugs at the corners of my lips as I rise from my seat. I tug my skirt down and start toward him. His eyes are intently on mine, and I wonder what's going on.

I enter the meeting room and Sebastian instantly closes the door behind us. I turn my head slightly to the side, and ask, "What's—"

His arms close around me and he peppers the side of my neck with kisses. "I missed you all day, you know that?"

A giggle erupts from me. "Sebastian! We're at work!"

"So what?" he murmurs against my skin. "You think everyone doesn't suspect that we're screwing all the time?"

My mouth's agape. I don't recognize him. "What's gotten into you?"

"Can't I miss my girl?" he asks before using his fingers to turn my head to the side. His mouth is on mine in seconds, and a sigh escapes me when his tongue glides along mine in a slow, sensuous dance.

Sebastian's an amazing kisser.

His hand settles over one of my breasts, and he runs his thumb along the hardening nipple. My core tightens and desire spreads through me like wildfire. The kiss deepens and his hand moves even lower down my body.

I moan against his lips when he runs his hand over my mound. We move toward the table, and he turns me around so I'm facing him. I sit on the edge of the table while he presses his body flush against mine. I can feel everything—every hard ridge of his body. The bulge of his cock. Everything.

And it sparks something in me that hasn't been around for a long time.

"There's something I wanted to mention to you," he says between kisses.

"Tell me."

"I spoke to my family."

The fire in me dies down a little at the mention of them, and it's not intentional. This happens naturally. Sebastian grabs my chin between his fingers and says, "They're going to apologize to you for what happened. Especially my mother."

He searches my face as I try to come up with an answer, then says, "You don't look happy about it."

"I just...I don't know what to say to that."

"I wanted you to feel better about the trip because I know it's been eating at you," he claims, running his hands along my arms. "I want it to be a special moment. One we'll never forget."

I swallow the knot forming in my throat. God. How do I tell him that I don't want any of this? That I want him but...not whatever's attached to him? I know it makes no sense at all, but I know that whatever his family has to say to me won't be genuine. They're just doing it for him.

The same way I'll be 'accepting' their apology for him.

"And is your ex still going?" I ask, unable to keep the edge from my voice.

"No. She's been uninvited. I would never allow her to go and ruin our special moment."

This doesn't make me more excited about the trip. Gosh, I wish I weren't so pessimistic about this whole thing. I wish I could be the woman he needs me to be.

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