Your Irresistible Love (The Bennett Family 1)

Thankfully, he says nothing else as we fall into step, heading toward the next stop on my itinerary. I become aware of the throbbing in my feet almost immediately.

“Let’s do the rest of the itinerary another day. I won’t even be able to stand tonight at the show if I don’t rest my feet. Can you get me back to the apartment?”

“Sure,” he answers. We walk toward the exit of the park.

“Your turn,” Sebastian says after a while. We’re nearing the parking lot where we left the car. “Why aren’t you seeing anyone?”

I deflate at his choice of topic. “Kind of hard with my job. I travel too much and I can’t make long-distance relationships work. My last two exes cheated on me. I’m not keen on repeating the experience, so no more long-distance for me.”

“I’m sorry.”

“Yeah, well, I must be doing something wrong,” I say as we reach his car.

“Don’t you blame yourself.”

“Fool me once, shame on me.” I smile sadly. “Fool me twice. . .”

“Listen to me.” He tilts my chin up, pushing me against the closed door. “The world is full of assholes. Just because you’ve encountered a few doesn’t mean you don’t deserve someone better.”

“Thank you,” I whisper. “I needed to hear that.”

“You deserve someone who makes you happy and fulfilled. Someone who worships you.” He watches me with such honesty I have no choice but to believe him.

“Why do you say all the right things?” I murmur. “It makes resisting you very hard.”

“So stop resisting me,” he says as he opens the car door for me.

Once inside, he says, “Le

t’s go up the Twin Peaks. I know it wasn’t on your list, but the view is great from there.” Looking at my shoes, I sigh, but nod.

We drive up the North Peak, and once we get out of the car, Sebastian hands me a windbreaker. It’s so long it’ll even cover my ass. “Trust me, you’ll want to put this on. It’s much windier here than in the city.” We both put a jacket on, and I follow him to the viewing place. The sun hovers above us, and a sea of mist stretches in front, floating above the city, while a green blanket stretches over the hills in the distance.

It’s amazing.

Despite the jacket, I shiver. So when Sebastian slings his arms around my middle, moving his chest against my back, I don’t pull away. I nestle in his arms as if it’s the most natural thing, and he rests his chin in the crook of my neck, his hot breath caressing my skin. I find myself wishing we could stay like this for hours, but all too soon, it’s time to go. Smiling, Sebastian takes my hand, leading me to the car.

***

We drive to my apartment in silence. When we reach it, Sebastian stops the car and gets out. Even though I could easily let myself out, I stay put, choosing to watch him open the door for me. I enjoy being treated like a lady.

I’m about to tell him I’ll see him on Monday, when a gust of wind rustles my dress. Sebastian’s eyes widen.

“You’re wearing lace underwear and expect me not to flirt?”

“You’re not supposed to see it,” I say, horrified.

“Who is supposed to see it?” he says with a growl.

I snap my gaze back to him. “What?”

“You said I’m not supposed to see it.” He places his hands on the hood of the car, trapping me between his mouthwatering biceps. “Who is, then? Who are you wearing lace for?” He’s jealous, and it’s unbelievably sexy.

“Myself,” I say boldly. “Isn’t a girl allowed to do that?”

“Mmm, you’re not a girl. You’re a woman. A fucking gorgeous one.”

“No, I’m not,” I say dismissively.