Nothing Without Love: Dance Like This -Book I

Chapter Twenty

Chapter Twenty

Katerina

I felt an arm tighten around me as sunlight filtered through the swan glass window above Sebastian's bed. I blinked my eyes awake slowly, stretching my legs. I hadn't felt this rested in a long time. The arm around me kept its grip tight as I attempted to turn over to face the owner of the arm, but of course, Sebastian wasn't having any of it. Still snoring, I wasn't sure he was even aware of what was going on. As for me, I was slightly not amused and wanting to get to the bathroom. Having something pressed hard into my back wasn't helping me either. Oh God, was that his hard on?

I sighed, "Sebastian?" I said over my shoulder gently. He didn't even so much as stir, "Sebastian, I need to get up and you've got me in a death grip," I continued, a little louder this time.

"What did you say bonita?" he yawned huskily.

I rolled my eyes. This man I swear to God, "I need to get up to the bathroom, but your arm won't let me."

He chuckled, "I guess my subconscious wanted to be sure that you wouldn't get away from me again."

"I promise I won't run away. I already told you last night," I told him, "Now can I get up?"

"Of course," he replied as his arm unwound from my waist, "Last night was wonderful by the way," he whispered in my ear. I pushed myself up and went to the bathroom. I closed the door behind me and checked on my clothes first. Thanks to the wonderful heat vent, my clothing had managed to dry out nicely. After doing that, I did my business and exited. Back in the bedroom, Sebastian was laid out on the bed in all his glory, shirtless and back asleep. Wasn't he wearing a shirt last night? Wait...I'd taken that shirt off in the midst of our makeout session. I blushed at the thought of that, and how he'd touched me in such intimate ways. How turned on he was by my reactions, both physical and emotional. I was surprised how much I'd wanted him. My eyes ran over his perfectly sculpted body, uncovered by the blanket. Asleep, he looked so beautifully peaceful, it made the corners of my lips turn up into a soft smile. He rolled over away from me, grunting in his sleep. I climbed back into the bed, glancing at the clock that read 9:30am.

"Sebastian, wake up," I shook him, then leaned over and kissed his cheek. That got him to stir again and he turned back towards me, "Hello there. You came back I see," he smiled.

"Yes I did. We need to get up. Astrid and Nickie have probably blown up my phone enough."

He shot up out of bed, "You're right," he said, pecking on my lips, "Casper is going to have my head."

"I don't remember where I put my phone last night though," I realized, running a hand through my unruly, curly hair.

"It's on the counter. I found it on the floor after you'd gone to change," he told me.

I dashed out to the kitchen and grabbed my phone. Forty nine messages and ten voicemails from Nickie alone. Shit. "Nickie is going to kill me," I muttered.

Sebastian looked over my shoulder, "Well, Cass is going to kill me too. Take a look," he held out his phone for me to see. Fifty three messaged and eleven voicemails from Casper. Looking through the texts, they got more threatening each time, "Aye caramba," I said out loud, looking at my own as well. Nickie was going to hate me forever, "We need to get dressed and get to the hotel, now." I turned around to be kissed deeply by Ian's awaiting lips, "You're really cute when you speak Spanish," he whispered.

I just rolled my eyes, "We don't have time for more hanky panky. Call Casper and tell him we're on our way," I told him, running past to get dressed.

He smirked, "So bossy."

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Sebastian