“I’m not stopping now,” Sebastian says.
CK stares at him. “You won’t stop because you want to fuck her. Because I have given you permission to be with her in exchange for your services.”
“Maybe part of the reason. Most of the reason is because I want to do it because it will make you happy to have her,” he says softly. “I will do anything to make you happy.”
CK sighs. “Fine,” he says, resigned. “Just go a bit easier on her.”
“I am. If I was going hard on her, you would know about it.”
“Even easier then. I don’t care if it takes months. It is better than waiting a thousand years for him to leave her.”
“A thousand years? I am sure he will be gone long before then,” Sebastian chortles.
“I’m not so sure,” he mutters. “I have this feeling that he will stay even if he wants to leave just so that I can’t have her.”
“He doesn’t strike me as the type to cut his nose off to spite his face.”
“Just go easier on her. Leave it longer in between.”
“As you wish,” Sebastian bows to him with a flourish and CK pulls a face at him.
I wake up suddenly and look around me. Where am I? Oh, in my bed. I had the weirdest sensation that I was in Sebastian’s bed.
“Feel a bit better?” Cole asks.
I turn to him. “Yes, much. Crap, baby. I need to start getting this under control.”
“Yes, you do. Here.” He hands me a glass of blood and I accept it with thanks.
“So, are you going to fill me in on the glass house?” he asks casually.
“Glass house? Oh, with CK. He is an arse,” I mutter.
“Not arguing with that. What did he say?”
“Do you really want to know?” I ask him.
He pauses. “Probably not, but I don’t want secrets either.”
“I asked him why he is still wearing the ring I gave him on his left ring finger.” Cole stays silent, letting me continue, “He said he likes the statement it makes. That he is off the market, so I joked did he have people who want him on the market, and he said yes. I asked who and he wouldn’t tell me, and I said was it because he is worried I will go and kick their arses. Then he made the comment about glass houses.”
“Oh,” Cole says surprised. “He is faithful to you?”
“Apparently.”
He considers that and says, “Interesting.”
After a long, fairly awkward, silence, he says, “Thank you for telling me that. It sort of makes me feel a bit better, that all of this is for something, you know. That he loves only you and it isn’t just a game to him. And secrets aside, I am intrigued about what it is you two talk about when you are alone together.” He throws me a sly look.
I smile at him in surprise. “Thank you for saying that. It means a lot to me. And I will be sure to keep you apprised of our conversations.”
He kisses me quickly in acknowledgment. “I suppose we should make tracks, it’s nearly time to go,” I say with a sigh.
“Back across the country. At least you are coming all the way with me. It has been so shit missing you all these months.”
“I know, baby. I have missed you too.”
“Erm,” he starts.