Chapter 16

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Sebastian’s POV:

                I opened my eyes to find no Dott. I panicked a bit before I heard sizzling from a few doors down and smelled something divine. I got up and walked out of my room in my boxers and into the kitchen. I saw Dottie flipping an omelet in the pan with ease. I smiled and tip toed over without a sound, wrapping my arms around her waist and kissing her on the cheek. She let a content hum escape her throat and said, “Morning…” I smiled into her soft skin and said, “Morning. What ‘ya making?” she reached forward to grab some type of spice, and peppered it over our food lightly. “A French omelet with ham, cheese, mushrooms, oregano, and diced onions.” I licked my lips before saying, “Jesus you’re a fantastic little cook…” as she peppered our food, I peppered her skin with small kisses, trailing to her shoulder.            

She giggled, “Not now…” I chuckled and said, “What do you mean? I’m not allowed to kiss my girlfriend?” she froze, the only sound being the sizzling in the pan. “Girlfriend?” she asked innocently. I nodded into her head as my nose nudged into her hair. “Isn’t that what was going on?” I asked. She nodded and said, “No, it is, I just,” she paused, “You haven’t said it yet, and, I don’t know,” I pulled out of her, rubbing her arm slowly while looking at the side of her face, being that I was behind her. I silently urged her to continue her thought. “It’s… nice.” She went on, “I like the sound of it…” I smiled as I leaned down and kissed her shoulder where I had left off before and hugged her again from behind, I chuckled, and said, “Me too babe…” and I just stayed there with my Dott, watching her as she cooked.

Taylor’s POV:

I dialed the phone quickly, and he picked up, “What is it Taylor??” Michael’s voice was horse and scared. “It’s bad Mike, you’re not gona like it.” I said, just as pissed as he seemed. He groaned, and I heard him breathe out heavily. “I guarantee you,” he began, “I’ve got bigger problems.” I huffed and said, “I doubt that.” he was silent for a second and said, “Miranda is coming to town.” I was babbled for a minute, and I said, “How do you know Miranda??” it was silent again on the other line. “Oh god, really? Are you SERIOUS?!” I was ridiculously angry with him. If he was sleeping with her, he knew Jeremy was sleeping with her. He knew about all of this before anyone did.“Listen, I’m not going to sit here and explain myself to you, but I do need you to make sure if she shows up, keep her away from Dottie. Do you hear me?? It would be hell.” I was confused. “Why would it be bad? According to Jeremy, Miranda didn’t know anything about Dottie.” Michael cut me off yelling, “Just TRUST me Taylor. Keep Dottie out of Miranda’s reach.

They can NOT speak. Or we could just get Miranda quiet-” I cut him off, “No Michael. I don’t care what you mean by that, but we are already going to cause enough damage. You don’t lay a hand on Miranda.” It was silent and said, “Just keep her away if you see her. She can’t get in the way of anything.” I sighed and said, “Yeah, about that, Sebastian already is.” Michael growled out, “What do you mean?” I took a deep breath and said, “Well,” afraid of what Mike was going to do; I spoke calmly, “Dottie may have, slept with him.” I heard nothing at all on the other end of the phone. “What.” Michael said, not even asking a question. He heard me, he just didn’t want to. “They’re together. It’s over.” I tried to make sure Michael didn’t do anything rash. “No, it’s not over; she was only supposed to lose that to me.” His voice was rough. Even though I was a bad ass now, this was damn scary. I didn’t say anything. He cleared his throat and said, “I tell you what,” he began, “Change in plans.” I waited for what he was going to say. “Meet me at my place in a few hours, and then we’ll go to Dottie’s. Make sure Sebastian isn’t there.” I questioned him, “Why in a few hours?” it was quiet, and then I heard him say, “I have something to take care of.” I swallowed the growing knot in my now dry throat.

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