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I undress before stepping into the deep tub. My body and mind are tired from the stress of being near Sebastian and the late night of partying. I’d gone out to avoid being in his space. Stupidly, I’d thought I could find someone to take over my body so that I could forget about him, instead I’d spent the night talking Winnie’s ear off about the guy who makes me feel things I hadn’t in a long time.
With my eyes closed, I lean back, luxuriating in the hot water. I’m physically and mentally exhausted. This is the first trip I’ve had in nearly three years. I’ve thrown myself into my work, wanting to climb the ranks and excel in my career. Relationships have gone on the back burner because one man has occupied my thoughts whenever I’ve tried to be intimate with someone.
I’ve comparedeveryoneto him.
And yet he’s been able to go about his life as if I meant nothing.
Because it did mean nothing.
Before I drift to sleep in the bath, I vow to myself that when I get back to New York, I’m going to make an effort to start dating again.
* * *
Two strong arms scoop me out of the bath and I snuggle into the wall of muscle as I’m held against a warm chest. My body shivers from the chill as the chest I’m pressed to grumbles.
“What were you thinking? Alex, wake up.”
I don’t want to wake up. I want to stay in the land of make believe where everything is perfect and I can be free from the man who has captivated my thoughts. Hold on. Remembering where we are and what I was doing, my eyes snap open as I realize I’m completely naked and Sebastian is carrying me out of the bathroom.
This is embarrassing.
“What are you doing?” I ask, ignoring his question.
He looks down at me and it’s then I see his brow is wrinkled with concern. I run my fingers over the lines, in an attempt to smooth them out. In return, he clutches me closer.
“You could have drowned! Do you realize that?” he admonishes me as he comes to a stop next to the bed. He sets me down on it, taking a step back as he rubs his hand over the back of his neck while he turns away from me.
“I was fine. I wasn’t anywhere near drowning.”
“You don’t know that. You were asleep for Christ’s sake. If I’d have come in any later, you could have been under the water. You were shivering when I pulled you out, Alex.” He starts pacing.
My eyes track his every movement, trying to understand why he’s so concerned. “If I’d gone under the water, I’d have woken up Sebastian. You’re overreacting.”
I stand from the bed, conscious that I’m still naked and move to the bathroom to grab a towel. When I return, he’s standing in front of the window.
“Have you calmed down now? You really don’t need to worry about me. I’m an adult.”
When he turns to face me, his eyes are cold and the concern that was in his voice is gone as he replies, “I wasn’t really worried about you drowning, Alex. I was worried about the mess I’d have to clear up and how it would impact my deal with George if my fake fiancée drowned in his bathtub.”
I flinch at his words as I bite my bottom lip to stop myself from crying. Without saying a word, I walk back into the bathroom, locking the door behind me. I lean against it as a single tear tumbles down my cheek.
Wow, he can really be a cold hearted bastard.
To think that I thought he’d have cared even an iota about me. Him carrying me out of the bath was just because he wanted to protect his deal. His image.
Well, fuck you, Sebastian Worthington.
Securing my fluffy gray towel around my body, I empty the bath, grab my bag and walk out of the bathroom with my head held high. I feel his gaze on me as I cross the room and walk into the closet.
Dropping my bag on the bench in the middle of the room—Jesus this closet is as big as my bedroom—I walk back to the door and close it, shutting him out.
With my suitcase open, I start pulling out clothes and hanging them on the rails on one side of the room. Savannah did a good job when she repacked for me.That feels like ages ago. Instead of having outfits that would be more suited for the boardroom, I now have clothes a fake fiancée would wear. A mixture of dresses, jeans, and tops fill the space.
My shoes are unpacked last, and as I open the final pocket on my case, I’m greeted by a humongous dark purple cock. I snap my suitcase shut and look over my shoulder to the door, double checking he hasn’t snuck in. Moving away from the offending bag, I grab my phone from the chest in the corner of the room and pull up the group chat.
Alex
What the hell, Savannah?
