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Tilly
“The last time I met a man as handsome as Sebastian, was the day I met...” Kate’s voice trails as she realizes what she was about to say.
We both know the name that almost left her lips.
Gage. Gage Burke.
He’s the man who broke her heart. He took off right before their wedding, leaving her to face three hundred guests and the rest of her life alone.
That was back in California. It’s been years and she’s dating other men now, but Gage owns a piece of her heart that I don’t think she’ll ever get back.
I’ve never met him, but a part of me loathes him for hurting her.
“Sebastian is good looking.” I shrug as I drag my fork through a small pile of spring peas on my plate. “That doesn’t mean I’m completely okay with him being my roommate.”
“Good looking?” she echoes with a smile. “He’s the kind of hot that makes a woman forget her own name. I saw the way he was looking at you.”
I take a bite of the salmon I ordered, weighing whether I should even ask what she means by that.
“He couldn’t take his eyes off of you, “ she goes on without any prompting from me. “He likes you.”
“He doesn’t like me,” I protest. “I’m the sister of his best friend’s fiancée.”
“What does that have to do with anything?”
“He has to be nice to me because of Julian and Maya.” I dab at my mouth with the linen napkin. “Maya agreed to let him move in without talking to me about it. Lisa left town, he took over the second bedroom and I was completely out of the loop even though it’s my place.”
Technically, I know it’s my sister’s apartment, but it still stings that I left town a few days ago only to return to find a new roommate.
“So, you came home early and found him there?” She cuts a slice of her duck breast. “It must have scared the hell out of you.”
“Actually,” I begin before I take a sip of red wine. “He wasn’t wearing any clothes when I walked in.”
Her fork drops to her plate. “What? He was naked?”
“Naked.” I confirm with a smile as I set my glass down. “He was standing by the window in the living room. He had earbuds in so he didn’t notice me right away.”
Her hand leaps to my wrist. “What exactly did you see?”
“Everything,” I say in a low tone. “I saw everything.”
“His cock?” she shoots back quickly, her voice an octave higher than it was seconds ago. “You saw his cock?”
I steal a brief glance at the couple seated at the table next to us, but they’re so lost in each other’s eyes, they don’t even flinch at Kate’s words.
I never imagined that the first time I’d have dinner at Nova that the conversation would be centered on a penis. I doubt anyone else in this Michelin-starred restaurant is having a discussion similar to ours.
“I saw it,” I answer with a nod.
She leans back in her chair, her hands falling to her lap. “He’s big, isn’t he? Wendy was practically drooling all over herself when he walked in. It was obvious that she wanted more of what she got last night.”
I run my hand over my forehead. “We’re not actually having this discussion, are we?”
“What?” She laughs. “You just told me that you saw your roommate naked. Naturally, I want to know if he’s bigger than average.”
“He is,” I whisper although I don’t know what’s considered average. All I know for sure is that Sebastian is well endowed.
“What did he say when he realized you were staring at his cock?” Kate downs a sip of wine.
I run my fingertip over the edge of my plate. “He didn’t say anything last night, but he did bring it up earlier. He said he didn’t want to make a big deal out of it.”
Her gaze skims my face. “Do you think it’s a big deal?”
I shrug. “He thought I was in California. He fucked Wendy, she left and I showed up. It was awkward, but it doesn’t have to be a big deal.”
She tilts her head. “You’re living with a hot-as-sin man that you’ve seen naked. I’d say that’s a big deal.”
I laugh. “Last night was the one and only time I’ll ever see Sebastian Wolf naked. He works crazy long hours. I doubt I’ll see much of him at all anymore.”
She lifts her wine glass in the air. “In that case, let’s toast to last night and your photographic memory.”
“Who says I have a photographic memory?” I pick up my glass.
“A woman always remembers the sight of a magnificent cock.” She touches her glass against mine. “Cheers to that.”
