Filed to story: Once Upon a One Night Mistake Book PDF Free by Simone Shirazi
Taliana’s gaze slid to the door. “Go away, Michael.”
“Seriously, sugartits, it’s been hours . I’m surprised you haven’t killed the poor guy already. I know he has stamina, but? come on . If he has a heart attack and dies, I’ll never forgive you!”
The corners of her lips turned down slightly, as if she were actually considering Michael’s words. The last thing Sebastian wanted her to think was that he wasn’t up for more.
“Ignore him,” Sebastian murmured, sliding his hands up her bare thighs. “You couldn’t wear me out even if you wanted to.”
Michael’s fist connected with the door again. “Don’t make me come in there! I swear, I’ll rip you right off her, Phillips!”
That gained a grin from Taliana. “Who says he’s on top?”
“Oh, Christ,” Michael groaned, obviously miserable. “Can you please just come out of there? We need to get on the road if we want to get home before midnight.”
Sebastian glanced at the clock on the bedside table, taking note that it was nearing five. Taliana heaved a sigh when she saw the flashing red numbers.
“Fine, we’ll be out soon,” she called back, shoulders sagging.
“I don’t want to leave either.” Sebastian brushed his lips against hers, hands slipping up to rest on her waist. “I’d much rather stay here with you.”
“Stop being so sappy,” she teased, dropping her lips to his jaw.
“What, you prefer when I’m being an asshole?”
“Let’s just say I’m used to it.” With one final bruising kiss, she rolled off him. “Hurry up and get dressed before I jump you again.”
He leaned back on his forearms, grinning as he looked her over. “That would be a bad thing?”
“Don’t tempt me.”
* * *
In half an hour they were both dressed and packing up the car with the rest of the boys.
“Seb, I can’t believe you missed out on Kate Svetlanova’s party last night.” Michael sighed, shaking his head in disappointment. “You missed seeing Marcus get trashed and say some crazy shit.”
Marcus groaned as he lit a cigarette, bloodshot eyes scanning Michael wearily. “I don’t consider what I said to be ‘crazy shit,’ as you so politely put it.”
“Screaming ‘I’m shy, but I’ve got a big dick’ tends to be sorted under that category.”
Sebastian watched as Marcus exhaled heavily, smoke curling into the air as his cheeks turned red. “Give me a break.”
Beside him, Taliana was obviously trying hard not to laugh. “Is it at least true, Marcus?” she asked innocently.
If she expected an equally innocent answer, she was clearly deluded. He may have been a nice guy, but hanging around Michael for so long had definitely corrupted him.
Marcus raised his head, one eyebrow lifting. “You want to be the judge of that?”
She snorted and reached out to ruffle his hair as Sebastian loaded the last bag into the car. “I’ll consider it.” With a wink she turned toward the Mercedes. “I call shotgun.”
Michael was quick to shoot her down. “Not happening, Stick Girl. That’s my seat. You may be Sebastian’s official girlfriend now, but there are no new privileges.”
Sebastian expected her to fight Michael’s ruling, but to his surprise, she merely shrugged and moved to the back door.
“Smart girl.” Michael grinned and turned to his friend. “Hold on to this one, Seb. I like her.”
After having put in so much effort just to get her, he sure as hell didn’t plan on losing her.
* * *
The drive home from the Hamptons took an hour less than the trip there had, thanks to avoiding rush hour traffic, but it was midnight when they finally crossed into the city. The residential streets were motionless as he dropped everyone off at their respective houses, save for Michael who’d decided to crash at Jacob’s.
Taliana ended up being the last in the car with him only by pure coincidence, though he wasn’t complaining. It meant he could say goodnight without being interrupted by a snarky comment from Michael, who definitely knew how to ruin a moment.
Sebastian pulled up to her house a little after twelve-thirty and glanced back at her exhausted form sprawled across the backseat. “You want me to come in with you?”
She shook her head. “If you came in with me, I’d never let you leave. But then again, my father and Katherine are home, so we wouldn’t get away with much.”
“We could always be quiet.”
She gave a disbelieving laugh. “That’s not possible. Besides, I’m going to need some sleep if I plan on getting up for school.”
He groaned softly, having forgotten that the end of the weekend meant the start of school. “Right.”
“Don’t look so enthusiastic,” she snickered, leaning forward to push his unruly hair out of his eyes. “I’m pretty sure everyone else who went feels the same way.”
“Everyone’s going to skip,” he said, eyes closing momentarily as she trailed her fingers down his cheek. “It’s also part of the tradition. We could do the same, you know.”
Her sigh told him she’d already considered it. “I can’t. I’ve got a Calc test I can’t miss.”
“Shame. I guess Michael and I will have to skip without you. Jacob will probably forget about school anyway.”
“And what about Marcus?”
“The kid has only skipped a handful of days in his life. Pretty impressive if you ask me.”
“Yeah, especially since he has you as a friend,” she chuckled, curling her fingers into his shirt. “But you boys have fun without us, okay? I can only imagine the trouble you’ll get into.”