Love You Always

Pulling myself from the bed, I go in search of my clothes. I locate my bra, putting it on but it takes me a few minutes to find my shirt. Once I do, I slip it on and begin the hunt for my panties. I declare them a lost cause after I search everywhere for them. I grab my purse and phone, heading out of Sean’s bedroom.

Now that my mind is a little clearer, I take a look around his place. I don’t remember what part of town we’re in but it doesn't matter. His condo is stunning. There isn't much to it, but the place alone screams money. I didn’t think managing a club would pay this well.

It must, though, because I can tell that he’s spared no expense in this place. His fancy sports car should have been my first clue. Yet he doesn't seem like some of the rich jerks that I’ve met in my time.

“I don’t have much here.” Sean runs a hand through his short hair. “I’m sorry, cupcake. I’m not used to having company to cook for. I usually order in.”

“It’s fine. I’m not really hungry and I usually eat while I’m baking.” I taste everything that I make before I serve it to customers. I have to make sure the quality is up to my expectations. That's what I tell myself, anyway. It’s really because I love the taste of my own treats and can’t stop eating them. It’s not my fault that I’m such a good baker. It’s a gift and a curse at the same time.

“Let me grab a shirt and I’ll take you home.” He runs out of the room down the long hallway. I steal a few more peeks around his place. It makes me wonder if he comes from money. Both Neily and my family do more than okay on the financial side. Our families helped us get the loan to start our shop.

Without them it would have taken us a whole lot longer to get where we are. But Sean’s place screams a whole other level of money than what I’m used to. Everything in it is high quality. It’s sleek and modern. The kitchen is to die for. I can’t help but picture myself baking in it.

“Ready, cupcake?” He comes jogging back out.

“In a hurry to get me out of here?” I joke, walking over toward the front door. He pulls me into him, kissing me until I’m breathless.

“No, I don’t want you to leave at all but I know the sooner you get to work and get done, the sooner I’ll have you back here.”

I smile up at him. “I like the sound of that.” I take his hand as he leads me out of his place. “Do you work tonight?”

“Nope.” He answers me instantly. The quiet stretches inside the elevator, making me start to fidget. Sean pulls me into his side, wrapping his arm around me. “Don’t be shy, cupcake. I promise everything you do is fucking adorable to me.”

I drop my head, hiding my blush. “Last night was-”

He cuts me off. “The beginning of us.”

“I don’t even know you.” I peek up at him. Those hazel eyes that I swear change colors lock with mine. Last night I thought it was the drinks that made me think that but staring at him now I know they really do.

“All you need to know right now is you’re mine.” The elevator doors slide open. I go to step off but he keeps me in his arms. “Say you’re mine.”

“I’m yours.” The words come out of my mouth before I can think them through. It feels almost natural. I want to be his.

“Good. The rest you'll learn with time. Now that I have you, we have all the time in the world.”

I should be scared or even the slightest bit concerned by how quickly this is all moving, but the only thing I feel is happy.

9

Sean

I stand outside the cute little bakery named Love Bites wondering what I’m going to do all day. Would it be creepy if I stood out here? Probably. I don’t want to scare her off. I already made her tell me she was mine.

I’d practically demanded for her to say it. I’d been on edge all morning. It was the first decent night's sleep I had gotten in a long time. Having her in my arms had proven to be the remedy to that emptiness that I’d been feeling for the last few months.

Worry had taken root in me that she would want to leave when she woke up. So, when she mentioned work, I tried to talk her out of it. I didn't want to give her space and room to breathe. It scared the shit out of me to think that she would change her mind about us. I’d gotten a taste of her and now I wanted her forever.