“What?!”
“Del, you’ve only been there for one day!”
She shook her head, making the turn that led to Sebastian’s road. “And this is why I don’t tell you things.”
It sounded like Drew was banging her forehead against the phone before she spoke. “You were getting it out of your system. The crush. His rejection. It was closure…right?”
“I don’t think so. I did at first, but no.”
Now it was Darcy’s turn to sigh. “Why did you fight? Was the sex bad?”
“I think you’re too young to hear about the kind of sex we had.”
“Oh my.”
“Yes.” She turned in the driveway she was directed to and swore. “Holy shit.”
“What?” The sisters echoed.
“His house is ridiculous. It’s an entire apartment building. Five families, at least, could live inside this thing. What does he want with Dad’s dinky shop?”
Darcy chuckled in relief. “Well he’s a Kosta. They don’t do anything halfway.”
“Apparently not.” Delilah parked and leaned her head back. “I’m okay. Really. But I should go get this breakfast over with.”
Drew whistled. “Now I know you’re not okay. You don’t ‘get over with’ a breakfast being made for you in a garish mansion by a hunky Greek millionaire with a brilliant mind and a charming personality. You relish and enjoy it.”
“Then I should hurry up and go start with the relishing.”
“Good.”
“Fine.”
“Okay.”
Delilah hung up and made a face at the phone. She really shouldn’t have told them. They weren’t going to leave it alone.
She walked up to the large white house, thinking it glimmered the same way his shop did. And then she thought about breaking into that shop. About the note Sebastian would find near his bike when he arrived.
About Asa.
Stop it. Relish. Enjoy. Business and crepes!
She obviously wasn’t listening.
When the door opened she took a breath, surprised that she’d forgotten the impact his looks had had on her yesterday. He stood there in a white, short-sleeved shirt and grey tailored pants, looking like a prince from a fairytale. A muscular, toffee-skinned prince with dark chocolate eyes. Edible. He was a beautiful man. So beautiful she’d put him in the threesome fantasy Asa had spun for her last night.
Stop thinking about Asa.
“It’s good to see you again, Sebastian.”
“Delilah. Why is it you’re more beautiful today than you were yesterday?”
I had sex. Unbelievable, kinky, mind-blowing sex…followed by four hours of crying.
“Now I know you’re being nice. The hotel bed isn’t as comfortable as mine and I’m afraid there was tossing. And occasional turning.”
He took her hand and stepped back to guide her into his house. “We’ll have to make up for your bad night with a perfect morning then. I was just starting breakfast.”