Chapter 25

By the next morning, something had shifted between them. Jane could tell they had crossed a line and somehow, that line had disappeared. There was no before and after, only now.

It was a Saturday. As much as she would've liked to stay in bed and think about how hard Sebastian had made her cum last night, a girl had to do what a girl had to.

Sebastian had knocked on her door requesting to walk with her to the beach and she'd gladly accepted.

"How did you sleep?" He asked after they left the diner.

"It was alright." That was putting it mildly. There had been a smile plastered on her face and if she hadn't been alone, someone might've thought she was mad. "What about you?"

"Well, Mrs. Rose nearly did my head in because according to her, I wiped out her entire bar. If you ask me, I'd say she was laying it on a bit too thick."

Jane laughed. She'd seen him pay Mrs. Rose for them this morning and had even given her more than what was normally considered a tip. His generosity was endearing especially when the wide smile on the older woman's face was still fresh in her memory. "You were pretty drunk last night."

"Yeah?" He looked down at her. "Given the world today, one should be drunk all the time. Saves you the stress of dealing with stupid people. Besides, it worked out satisfactorily for both of us, didn't it?"

Jane tore her gaze away from him, feeling her cheeks burn. She knew he was referring to their 'activity'. She raised her chin up defiantly and squared her shoulders. "I have no idea what you mean."

His low laugh vibrated through the air. "Subtlety is not your strongest suit, Kitten."

"Don't call me that," she mumbled.

"What? Kitten? You don't like it, Kitten?"

She slapped his arm playfully at the taunt, rolling her eyes.

"Ouch!" He laughed, rubbing the spot she'd slapped. "Don't be so violent, Kitten. It's not a good trait in a lady, especially one as beautiful as you."

He was flattering her. "Fuck you."

"Gladly. Against the wall, on Mrs. Rose's counter, in your room, mine, the hallway, on the beach, in the—"

"Please shut up!" Jane yelled with a laugh she couldn't hide, covering her ears.

They were at the beach now and as usual, it was packed. One would think last night hadn't happened. Didn't these people tire out? Apparently, people liked to vacation near the beachside. Perhaps she might come here sometime in the future after everything had settled. The prompted her to remember that she hadn't thought of her supposed fiancé in a while and it was all thanks to Sebastian.

"Jane! It's been forever." The girl running towards her was laughing and a wide smile automatically grew on her face.

"Claire," she said, hugging her when she got close enough. "I know. I'm sorry I haven't visited you. I got a job now."

"I can see that," Claire giggled. "And you're wearing the suit. Oh my God, it's beautiful."

Jane certainly hoped Sebastian thought so too, otherwise the pain she'd been feeling in her lower back would be for nothing. She'd been intentionally pushing her chest out so he would notice how gorgeous her breasts looked in them especially after how he'd expressed his vivid interest last night.

"The manager didn't have any uniform in my size and this was the next best thing." She tried to reason bit it sounded weak even to her own ears.

"The only best thing, you mean. I have to fend the men away from you it's annoying but even I can acknowledge art when I see it." Sebastian said.

If Claire hadn't noticed him before, she sure did now. Jane almost facepalmed. He might not have realized it but he'd just given the impression that they were together.

"Oh Jesus," Claire murmured, staring at him like a deer caught in headlights. "Oh, Jane, you lucky little minx."

Her cheeks burned. She couldn't believe a sixteen-year-old was making her blush. "It's not like that. He's just messing with you."

"Uh-huh," Claire replied mindlessly, keeping her gaze on Sebastian. "Sure."

If she hadn't been a sixteen-year-old, Jane knew she would've been jealous because it looked like she was undressing him with her eyes.

"Claire!" Someone called from a distance. "Let's go."

"Shit," Claire said, blinking furiously. "I have to go. A bunch of my classmates and I are going in the water on a boat."

"Be careful," Sebastian said. "It looks like there's going to be a big wave today."

"We will. Bye, Jane and please come visit some at the shop soon. I have some new bikinis you might like."

She waved her goodbye and ran towards a young brown-haired boy before joining up with a group of teenagers.

"I think you should go visit, Kitten. Those bikinis won't wear themselves. You know me, I'll be here to rip them off your body and fuck you senseless."

Jane took a deep breath, cursing whoever it was that decided to be too generous to her with cheeks that constantly burned a bright red. "Sebastian, don't call me that and you need help."

She walked ahead of him with a speed that scared her. Her cheeks were on fire and it wouldn't do for him to see how deeply his words affected her. He had a mouth a sailor would envy, alright.

When she heard his laugh behind her, she knew he was doing it on purpose just to tease her.

Damn him.