Your Irresistible love

Chapter Nineteen

Ava

When I wake up, ribbons of sunlight drop inside the room, and the birds' medley reaches me through the open window.

It takes me a few seconds to realize I'm not in my bed. To my right, Sebastian sleeps peacefully. The bliss from last night paints a smile on my face, but panic creeps in too. Should I leave? I have had a single one-night stand, and it was humiliating. He woke me up in the middle of the night, asking me why I was still there. I slipped into my clothes and ran out the next minute. But Sebastian isn't like that, and this wasn't a one-night stand.

Rolling on one side, I take in this fine specimen of a man. Even in his sleep, the one word to describe him isyummy. I once read that wefeelwhen someone is watching us. It might be true, because within a few minutes of my blatant staring, Sebastian's eyelids flutter open.

"Good morning, gorgeous." His morning voice issosexy. In one swift move, he pulls me to him.

I instantly relax in his arms. "Right back at you."

He drags his fingers down my cheek and my lips. "You look beautiful."

"Stop it." I avert my gaze, focusing on his chin. "No one looks beautiful in the morning."

"You do. Your eyes are a little puffy, and your lips swollen." His mouth curls into a satisfied smirk. "Why, your lips betray what a nasty girl you were last night."

"Mmmm." I pinch the skin on his chest. "My body shows how nastyyou've been. I'm a little sore."

His expression turns serious. "A little? ThenI didn't do my job right. You're about to get much more sore. That's a promise."

A shiver runs down my spine, goose bumps dancing on my skin.

"Are you cold?"

"No," I reply quickly. "Not at all. It's a good morning."

"Why, because the bed was comfortable?"

I grin, joining in on his game. "No, that's not it."

"Is it because of the pre-sleep activities?"

"Sebastian Bennett, are you fishing for compliments?"

"Depends. Are you about to hand some out?"

"Maybe."

He plants a smooch on my lips. God, he's adorable. "Well, then. Yes, I believe I am."

"I need to shower," I inform him.

"What a coincidence. So do I. Let's go together."

We disentangle ourselves from the sheets. I stretch for a few seconds, while Sebastian goes straight to the bathroom adjacent to the room.

The bathroom consists of a Jacuzzi and a separate shower. They're both large enough for us to fit in.

"We can play around in the Jacuzzi later." Sebastian stands in the shower, and I join him. "Ava, meet shower. Shower, you're about to see many inappropriate things."

I giggle as warm water sprays my skin. "I can't believe it took me so long to figure out you're the inappropriate brother."

"I'll spend my days proving to you how much I deserve that title."

"Last night was very convincing. You have no idea how sore I am."

"Tell me."

"Sebastian," I whisper. "If you continue like that. . ." I swallow the rest of the sentence, distracted by the water running down his chest, his abs, and further down. Biting my lips, I add, "We're supposed to shower."