“I have a computer here, baby. You can use it. Now, come here and let me help you,” he chuckled.
I managed to slow my movements and step over to the bed. He shifted my shirt around and my head popped out of the correct hole.
“You do?”
He smiled and smoothed down my ratted hair. “I do.”
I took a deep, calming breath. “Well, in that case, I could…” I looked at him from head to toe and settled on his manhood.
“What? What could you do to me right now?”
“Anything you want,” I purred, straddling his lap and wrapping my arms around his neck.
An hour later, Sebastian let me into his office to use his computer. I was nearly swallowed by the big, black leather chair as I sat behind his desk. I ran my hands over the smooth wood.
“Well, I can see why you like sitting behind this desk all the time.”
He smirked, and looked up at me. “Why’s that?”
“I feel so powerful sitting here.”
“Easy, tiger. Don’t get too comfortable.”
I laughed and turned on his monitor and a little box for his password popped up.
“I need your password.”
“Here let me.” He moved around his desk, leaning over me.
“Don’t trust me with your secret evil plans?” I joked.
“Don’t take it personally, baby. I don’t trust anyone.”
“Ouch.” I knew he wasn’t playing and I wasn’t prepared for how much it would hurt to hear him admit that he didn’t trust me.
I turned away from the keyboard and waited until I heard him typing away. Only the sound never came.
Instead, I felt his fingers along the side of my neck and he pushed away my hair and his lips moved over my skin.
“Harris,” he whispered against my skin.
“What?” I asked, stunned. I didn’t understand why he was whispering my last name in my ear.
“My password is Harris.”
I calmed myself as I realized what he was talking about. “Harris.”
“Yep.”
“That’s odd.”
“What’s odd?”
“Your password’s my last name.”
I felt Sebastian freeze the second the words left my mouth. Holding my breath, I realized what I’d done. Turning to look at him, I saw his expression had turned into horror.
He stepped away from me slowly, as if I were a snake ready to strike him. Neither of us said anything. Neither of us moved.
“Sebastian, I’m so sorry…”
A shield of ice fell over his face and he suddenly changed direction. Pulling me up from the chair, he dragged me across the room. “Do not say another word,” he said venomously.
We were out of his office and going through the door of his apartment in seconds. I ripped my arm away from him and rubbed at the tender spot where his fingers had been.
His eyes followed my moment and settled on my reddening arm.
“You hurt me,” I said in shock.
“I’m sorry,” he said, before reaching up and tugging at his hair in aggravation. “I mean, I’m not sorry. I don’t know what I am anymore. All I know is you need to get your things and get out.”
My heart dropped. He couldn’t be serious. Not after the way things had been going between us.
“Sebastian, just listen…”
“No. I need to be alone. Please, Roz. Just leave.”
And just like that, the sound of my name from those lips, no longer brought me pleasure. I nodded, gathered my things, and left without so much as even a glance in his direction.
Twenty-Three
Sebastian
The simple sound of her gently closing my apartment door, slammed into my chest and knocked the air from my lungs.
Roz Harris. Rosslyn Harris. She hadn’t said her first name, but I knew. I don’t know how I knew, I just knew. Leaning against the wall, I swallowed hard and tried to take control of my brain before all the bad came rushing in.
Memories of a night many years before came crashing down, sending me into an instant hell. Every nightmare I’d had for the last twelve years featured her—her and her haunted young eyes. It couldn’t be the same girl. There was no way this could be happening to me.
I went to the door, ready to pull it open and stop her, but I couldn’t bring myself to do it. There wasn’t enough strength in my body to even open a fucking door.
Walking away, I moved through my apartment like a madman. Bursting into my bedroom, I stopped when I was in front of my safe. Entering in the combination, I pulled it open.