[Sixty]

|Chapter 60|

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"Did you pack any clothes for me?" he asks me from the bedroom.

"In the suitcase," I respond while applying moisturizer to my face by the bathroom sink.

"Thank you. Why isn't it unpacked."

"Didn't have the time."

"Can I have some of that face cream too?"

"Wash your face first please."

"But I just did in the shower."

"Well, do it over, with this soap," I hand him my face soap. "Wet it and lather it in your hands, then clean your face."

He starts to run his hands over his face but he is missing a few spots, and it's irritating me.

"Baby, you're not even getting the soap on your whole face."

"Sorry, I'm trying," he becomes more focused.

"Ok, you're good. Now you can rinse it off." He does as I say and looks in the mirror. "I'm going to apply the moisturizer because this is expensive," I tell him.

I feel him lift me and I gasp, "Seb, I told you to warn me before doing that."

He places me onto the countertop and says, "Sorry, I keep forgetting, love."

"Why did you put me up here anyway?"

"So you can reach my face." Oh, right.

"Bring your face closer," I tell him.

Coming closer, he presses his lips onto mine and I accept it but pull away because we still have not talked and I don't need him to charm me out of having that conversation.

"Seb, I didn't mean it like that," I smile at him.

"I know it's my fault for being distant today, so I understand if you don't want that right now. I just needed a kiss and it looks like you needed one too."

I remain silent and put little amounts of moisturizer around his face, then massage it in. "Can you close your eyes?" I ask. He's looking at me intensely and it's very intimidating.

"Why?" he licks his lips and I look at them but quickly look up. Oh my gosh.

"Just because."

He smirks, "Fine."

Finishing off on his forehead, I peck his lips and say, "All done."

He runs his finger over his face, "Thank you, baby."

"No problem."

"Are you done in here?" he asks.

"Yup."

"Where's your bonnet."

"In the suitcase but I'm too lazy to unpack it," I pout.

"I'll get," he places me on the floor and goes to the closet. I turn off the bathroom lights and lay in bed waiting for him.

"What do you want to watch?"

"Let's talk first," he says and strolls to the side of the bed where I'm laying. He takes my hair out of the bun, massaging my scalp a bit, and fixes the bonnet on my head.

"Thank you," I smile.

He then climbs into bed and notices there's a huge gap between us.

"I did not realize how big this bed was."

"We need this at home. It's so spacious and cozy," I tell him.

"Baby, I've got money but I don't think you would want this if you knew the price," he chuckles.

"I think it's worth it. Think about it. After a hard day of work, a warm shower, and a nice hot meal. As soon as you lay in this beauty, the day is over and done with."

"Sounds like days to look forward to but, I don't need to oversleep and miss anything."

"Hmm, your right."

"Come closer to me, baby."

I scoot closer to him and he pulls me to lie on top of him. "You just had to be extra, didn't you?"

He smiles, "What? I miss you."

"When you miss someone, you don't hang the phone up on them," I say lowly, playing with his jewelry. "You didn't even say I love you."

"I want you to know that I will never do that again, baby. I regretted that as soon as I hung up the phone and I didn't have the time to call back.

I'm sorry and if I ever do that again, I want you to call me back and correct me. I love you so much Elara and I would tell you that over and over until you tell me to stop."

"Let's hear it then," I smirk.

"I love you," he kisses my forehead. "I love you," he kisses my cheek. And he repeats this 4 more times until I tell him to stop.

I grin, "I love you too Seb and I will definitely check you next time. I was just too shocked to even respond."

"Anything else you would like to talk about?"

"Nope."

"Are you sure, love?"

"I think so. Why? Do you have something to say?"

"Yeah. When I asked about the suitcase. I noticed you weren't being honest with me and I want to know why," he asks curiously.

He knows me so well that I can't even lie in peace now. No fun.

I look away and tell him, "I was contemplating on whether I should stay or leave next week but of course I wouldn't leave without telling you."

"And what changed your mind?"

"I kinda have plans for another girls' day."

"And I'm not part of the reason you wanted to stay?"

"Seb, I want to but I honestly hate how long you have to be gone and how sudden you leave. At least tell me the day before so that I can be prepared."

"Will do. And don't worry, I have a few days off and I guarantee from now on, I will silence all of my calls except for yours and Lucian's."

"Promise?"

"Yes, baby, I promise."

"Even with what happened today?"

"No. What happened?"

"Leona brought to my attention the fact that there was a book under the tv stand which wasn't there earlier. So, I opened it to find an earpiece sitting in it."

His expression turns cold, "Love, is that why you were calling me?"

"Yup," I bite my lip.

"I'm so sorry baby. Oh my gosh, you must have been scared and I wasn't there to comfort you. Do you remember what it looked like?"

"No, but I took a picture right before Leona smashed it."

"Send it to me right now," he runs his hands over his face frustratingly. "I should have known it was important because you wouldn't usually call me during work hours."

"Seb, it's already passed. Just do what you have to do but I hope this doesn't mean extra work."

"Nope, I'm going to spend these next few days with you but I will have to make quite a few calls."

"That's fine as long as I'm with you."

"Do you want to stay here? Only Leona and her tutor are mostly here during the day."

"Where does everyone else go?"

"Business."

"Like you?"

"Kinda."

"Why is this starting to sound like the Mafia. Family business, secrets, crime, and enemies," I joke.

"What if I was?"

"That would be super freakin scary."

"Oh, ok."

"Are you in the mafia?" I ask seriously.

"Yes."

Wow, I am dumb.

The clues were there and I didn't realize. Am I scared? A little. Okay, maybe a lot. I'm about to die!!

"I can't be mad because I said don't give me the whole truth but I didn't expect that," I say as I scoot away from him a bit.

"Do you need me to explain anything?"

"Please no. This is already a lot to take in. That's is a conversation for another day."

"Do you see me any differently?"

"No, I loved you before and after you said you were a criminal."

"But this is worse."

"You're still the same Emilian that I said 'I love you' to a few minutes ago."

"You're supposed to hate me when I tell you that."

"Says who?" I say confused.

"You can't love me that much. Nobody can," he says with a shaky voice.

"Seb, what? I can and I will. Why are you crying, baby?" I sit up immediately, holding his face and wiping his eyes.

"You are way too good for me and I want to give you a chance to leave and maybe live a free life."

"Stop, Seb. You're confusing me. We'll talk about this tomorrow ok? You're not in the best state of mind to talk right now," I comfort him. "Just give me time to digest everything and I will ask questions when I think I'm ready."

"Yeah, maybe you're right," he wipes his face.

I shut off the light, and allow him to cuddle me however he wants and of course he chooses to be the big spoon. "I love you, my baby. And don't forget that. Ok?"

"I love you too, baby," he buries his face into my neck and falls asleep.

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