Sebastian Stan Imagine One Shots

One Last Time PART 2

3 months later...

I struggled through the door of the office with my mound of paperwork and I huffed a loose piece of hair out of my face.

"Oh Katy, would you mind helping me hold the door please?"

Katy spun on her heel placing her hand on her hip "You're not my boss you can't tell me what to do,"

I finally emerged through the door and I straighten my dress "I am your boss Katy and I only asked for you to help open the door not draw blood,"

She rolled her eyes "Look I don't care what title you've been given, you don't deserve your role I'm not take any orders from you and you're still on six month probation and at the end the department heads are gonna ask the employees to give a statement about you and I promise you'll lose your job,"

She marched away and I clutched my paperwork to my chest. I'm supposed to be the leader of the team yet they refuse to accept that which makes it difficult to well lead.

I marched to my office closing the door behind me and dropping my paperwork onto my desk. I slumped into my chair and reached into my pocket for my 16 month sobriety chip flicking it between my fingers.

Yet for some reason today it felt as heavy as air, like there was no weight and it didn't have the same effect as it normally does and all I could think of was downing an entire bottle of vodka. I rubbed my eyes aggressively virtually trying to rip my hair out trying to pull those thoughts and images from my head.

I jumped out of my skin when my phone vibrated on my desk. I glanced up looking at the message that was lit up on my screen.

Sebastian: Hi Y/N, long time no see, I was checking on how you were doing and wanted to talk.

I paused contemplating the thought that was circling my brain. My hands moved before I could think and suddenly I was dialling his number and the phone was on my ear. I felt my heart tremble as I heard the fumbling sound at the end of the line.

"Well aren't you eager Y/N,"

I rolled my eyes "Don't flatter yourself Seb, I just wanted to talk,"

He laughed and then cleared his throat "Sorry, you okay? You don't sound too happy,"

I sighed "Just work, assholes at work yanno same shit different day,"

"Ah I see, they still haven't accepted you as their ruthless leader then?"

I shook my head "Not really...just feels like I'm failing that's all,"

"Hey you're not failing doll don't say that, they're just jealous of how pretty you are,"

I rolled my eyes gently drumming my fingers against the desk not saying a word.

"So I've been meaning to give you a call since the wedding, I haven't stopped thinking about that night,"

I felt my cheeks flush and I drew circles on the desk "I see..."

"You wearing a pant suit or a pretty dress?"

I rolled my eyes "In not telling you what I'm wearing Seb,"

"Oh please, just tell me I want to get an idea of how beautiful you are today,"

I rolled my eyes "Yes I'm wearing a dress it's like a dark green one,"

Sebastian hummed on the end of the phone "I feel like I'm missing out doll, I would do so many things to you in that dress, do you miss what I did to you that night?"

The flashes of images went through my head and I shook it "Of course not,"

He chuckled "So you don't miss the way I slowly trailed kisses up your inner thigh..."