Loose Ends

Twenty-Two

"Shhh. Someone will hear us," Sebastian hushed me, as he clumsily failed to open the door.

I snorted as if it was a joke.

"No one is going to hear us," I said. No one would hear us for a mile. "What are we doing at Alfie's cottage?" I slurred still dizzy from all the alcohol I had at the pub.

"We're borrowing his cottage for the night," Sebastian answered me, finally getting the key in the door. He looked over his shoulder at me and even in my drunken state I could see the mischievous invitation in his eyes to go with it. I smiled and followed him in as he opened the door.

I stood in the entrance way struggling to see in the dark, as Sebastian locked the door behind me. I felt like I might fall over at any moment. Warm arms enveloped me and I felt my feet leave the ground as Sebastian picked me up bridal style in to his arms. Automatically I wrapped my arms around his neck and laid my head in to his neck hoping it would stop the world from spinning.

"What was in those shots?" I mumbled.

Sebastian chuckled in my ear, as we made our way up stairs. "This will teach you never to play drinking games with Jacque."

"It wasn't that bad," I tried to excuse.

"No, you just can't stand right now, because you bumped your head," Sebastian sassed sarcastically.

"Bumped my head over you," I said. And Sebastian chuckled at my lame come back. He set me down at a pair of French doors inside a room leading out on to a balcony. He unlocked the door, one arm still at my back propping me up, as he unlatched the top lock on the other door and pulled them open.

He pulled back to me picking me up bridal style again and carried me out on to the balcony sitting me down on a comfy wicker chair provided with plush padding. I could purr from how comfortable the chair felt. Sebastian sat across from me and smiled at me, watching me.

I stared over at him with my own smile and said, "I love you."

His smile grew wider, as he reached over interlocking our fingers together. I watched him for a moment, before deciding to get up and move over to him, snuggling in to his lap. He wrapped his arms around me and sighed deeply in content, as he nestled his chin on top of my head.

"What are we doing out here?" I coherently murmured.

"Watching the sun come up," he answered.

And right on cue, I looked out across the sky in to the fading indigo transferring in to orange, as the sun started to peek over the horizon. I reached in to Sebastian's pocket and pulled out his phone. Pressing the camera button, I fixed the lens to the sunrise, as I wanted to catch it and snapped the picture. Luckily, Sebastian had a great camera phone. I checked the photo in his gallery and pulled it up turning it towards him.

"Our first sunrise," I said. " - Sir," as I got up from his lap, his eyes lifting to mine as I stood.

I watched him with a come hither smile albeit under the influence of alcohol, as I took his hand and pulled him with me without much effort in to the room.

I laid awake in bed, the balcony doors open with Sabine asleep at my side. Once again, she had gone to bed topless - not of her own choosing this time either. I thought I'd let the elements stimulate the responsive parts of her body and watch her watch me as I enjoyed the vision.

Under the influence of alcohol, Sabine's alter-ego Scarlett was a daring little minx. Her eyes held it all. Sex, wicked wit, and mystery. The moment she stood in front of me in her knicker clad glory with eyes daring me to command any further pleasurable favor, I wanted to shag her. And I mean head-banging, screaming so fucking good it hurts shagging.