" No," Sebastian said, his hard tone telling her that he was not going to compromise.
Raelynn sighed. " Sebastian..."
" I can take care of myself," Sebastian snapped.
Raelynn looked up to find him glaring at her. His expression was tight and angry. " I know you can. That much is obvious. But you can't watch your own back 24/7."
Sebastian shook his head. " I won't let some scumbag deviant dictate how I live my life," he said, his lip curled in disgust.
Raelynn sighed heavily. She knew he wasn't going to budge on this. The only thing she could do was keep an eye on him herself when she could. She didn't blame him though. She probably would have been the same way if their roles were reversed. Fear was not going to rule his life. She could admire that. She just worried for his safety.
" Did you get another gun?" she asked, sipping her coffee.
Sebastian sipped his before answering her. " I got one the next day."
The shooting happened almost two weeks ago now. She had hoped that he had gotten something fairly quickly. She was shocked though that he got one the next day. Then she remembered that he worked in a gun shop. It couldn't have been difficult for him to get one.
" That's good."
Sebastian nodded. He glanced at her as he shifted uncomfortably on his feet. " I...uh...I wanted to thank you for recommending Jared. He's helped a lot," he murmured quietly.
Raelynn smiled softly. " I'm glad."
Sebastian gave her a tight smile, a small flush creeping up his cheeks.
" You live here alone?" Raelynn asked, turning on her stool to look around his very masculine apartment. There were no feminine touches anywhere.
" Yeah. You're in a true bachelor pad," he snorted.
Raelynn smiled as she turned back around to face him. " Oh yeah?"
Sebastian nodded. " Yup...no women allowed. Well, other then the occasional Detective that comes knocking on my door," he smirked.
Raelynn chuckled and shook her head. " Are you telling me you've never had a woman here?"
" Eh...I can't say that. My sister-in-law comes here. What I meant is that I don't bring dates here," Sebastian said.
Raelynn rolled her eyes. " Oh. You're one of those guys, huh?"
Sebastian gave her a bitter snort. " I have my reasons."
Raelynn raised an eyebrow in question but Sebastian just smiled enigmatically and sipped his coffee. Okay...he was gonna be like that. Fine. It was nice to see him smile though. He had an alluring smile. All sexy and seductive. She wondered if he practiced it in the mirror. Or if he even knew what a smile like that could do to a woman. Dammit, why did he have to be so freaking attractive?!
Sebastian watched as Raelynn finished off her coffee then brought her mug to the sink. She rinsed it then set it in the sink. She was wearing a tailored black suit with a white blouse and black pumps. Her hair was in its usually bun at the nape of her neck. Her makeup was subtle, highlighting her bright blue eyes. She looked professional and sensual all at the same time.
" I gotta head out. Thanks for the coffee," Raelynn said and started for the door.
" No problem," Sebastian muttered, following her.
She pulled open his apartment door and turned to look at him. He caught her gaze wander over his chest and abs before coming back up to his eyes. He gave her a knowing smirk, making her blush slightly.
" Watch yourself," Raelynn grunted then walked out the door, shutting it firmly behind her.
Sebastian smiled. She was something. Beautiful and ballsy. He liked it. He liked her. He'd like to fuck her was more like it. He'd love to see what she had going on under those suits she always wore. He could tell she didn't have a huge chest. Probably just enough to fit in his hands. But that was fine by him. Te wasn't really into huge tits. They were nice sometimes. But they wouldn't have fit on Raelynn's tiny body. And she was definitely tiny. No taller then 5'3 and 115lbs.
Sebastian got ready for work then headed out to his truck. Sebastian just bought a new fairway green Chevy Avalanche. As soon as he started getting a steady paycheck - he got an apartment and the truck. When he lived in California, he had a convertible. He left it there. It was not a car for the East Coast with all the snow and bad weather that happened there. He had always wanted a truck anyway. Victoria hated trucks and had never wanted him to get one. Now that he was on his own...he would get whatever he damn well pleased.
It had been over a year since his divorce had been finalized. As soon as the ties were cut he had no more contact with her. There was no reason to. He had to speak with her here and there when the papers were being drawn up and signed but other then that - he didn't want to see her or hear from her ever again. She betrayed him. Cheated on him. He had thought they were happy - that she was happy. God, how could he have been so wrong?