The CEO's Trio ~ Twelve

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Chapter 12| Kisses.

Three weeks later

"I went to Costa and they were having some kind of sale thing, five pastries for three pounds which is really rare considering we're talking about Costa." I explained walking into the kitchen with a large grin on my face. The kids were at Sebastians parents house which equalled to peace and quiet, "But who cares? I love cheap things!"

I pulled down my floral dress that I had just bought yesterday and smiled down at my newly shaved legs. Before looking up at Sebastian,smiling.

Sebastian was on the phone nodding his head almost eagerly.

"Yes, Yes I'll tell her, thank you." he said quickly as he hung up and looked at me.

"I knew it." I sighed, rolling my eyes, "Marvin loved your design and hated mine." I grumbled taking out the pastries I bought from Costa and placing them on the newly washed table.

"Rylee."

"I mean who made him head of design when all his buildings look like garbage I mean this is the same guy who designed Hugo Hotels which is like the worst hotel in the history of hotels." I snapped throwing away the receipt.

"Like that's not even fair, he probably just chose your design because you're you and I'm me, just because you're rich that doesn't mean you're the smartest. You know what? I hate this guy and I haven't even met him." I continued.

"Rylee Jordan he loved it, he loved our designs."

"Like let's be realistic, Would you really want to let a guy called Marvin be in charge of your-." I ranted, "Wait what did you just say?"

"He loved both my design and your design, he's talking launchings in Paris, Bordeaux, Toulouse even thinking of expanding to places like Luxembourg and Ireland, just like I wanted."

"No way!" I shrieked clapping my hands excitedly, while doing my mini happy dance, "Are you joking?"

"I don't joke about these things." He stated seriously but I was too excited to care.

"When?!" I exclaimed, clapping my hands like a seal.

"Marvin had pushed up the opening day to Christmas time, he wants their to be built quickly thinks that it could make millions in a matter or weeks. He's paying £3million, so it's only fair that you get half."

That's £1.5millions pounds! OH MY GOD!!

"Sebastian we did it!" I grinned grabbing his hands and jumping up and down excitedly, "We really did it!"

"We did, and I couldn't have done it without you. Thank you Rylee." He smiled, his smile was so rare but so beautiful. His dimples came out and his eyes slightly crinkled at the side.

We stood in an awkward silence, I was just beaming at him whereas he was giving me a look and I wasn't sure what that look meant.

"Well I'm going to celebrate in my room." I announced, I was going to eat fattening foods and dance to cheesy pop songs because, truly I was over the moon.

I took a step forward, trying to walk away, when I felt his hand wrap around my wrist and pull me back.

"Rylee, I-." He sounded lost for words as he held me, he sighed and spun me around before crashing his lips on mine.

Shocked, would be an underestimation of how I was feeling right.

My heart was beating so fast, I feared it would fly out of my chest.

He was kissing me! And I was just standing there a block of wood.

I was still too shocked and scared to do anything. My mind was still trying to process what the hell was going on.

His lips against mine was making my legs feel like noodles, but soon enough I found myself kissing back.

He pulled away for a second, his eyes searching my body, "God, you don't know how long I've been wanting to do that for."

He smashed his lips against mine again before I had the chance to reply.My arms were around his neck pulling him closer to me and deepening our kiss.

I couldn't help the soft moan that slipped out when he began caressing my stomach. He lifted me up on the counter and kissed the sides of my mouth.

"For fvcks sake, Rylee Jordan." He swore, as he began kissing my jaw, "What are you doing to me?"

He left a trail of warm kisses as he moved down to my collarbone.

Being with him made me feel so inexperienced, because as of right now, I didn't have a clue what to do.

My hands were tangled in his hair, gently tugging at them as he moved down to my chest.

Did he want to...?

Thank God I shaved 🙏🙏

No wait, Rylee, what are you thinking?! He's your boss.

Soon Sebastian's lips were on mine again, he was passionate but demanding.

He plunged his tongue into my mouth, and began exploring. Our tongues battled for dominance and I wasn't backing down without a fight.

Brrrr.

His phone began to ring, and I felt reality slap me in the face. Oh my God, what have I done?

Sebastian was unmoving, he was just staring at his phone and blinking.

He finally picked up his phone and brought it to his ear, "Hello?" His voice was low and raspy and I felt my toes curl just listening to him.

My pastries were all over the floor.

I bent down and began to pick them up, slowly one by one, chucking them in the bin. I was slightly disappointed that I didn't even get to eat them.

"Okay. We'll be over soon." He said to the person on the phone. He hung up the phone and took a deep breath, "Get dressed, Jordan, we've got a long journey ahead." And with that he walked out, like everything was normal and he hadn't kissed me.

I placed my fingers on my tingling lips and sighed.

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I stuck my head out of the window. The cool breeze flying onto my face making me feel less nauseous. "Feel better now?" He asked stopping at a red light.

We were going to pick the kids up from Sebastians parents home, his mother had called saying that Oliver wanted to go home.

"Yeah, I don't know what they put in their pizza but it tastes like crap." I groaned rubbing my sore belly.

I was trying to sound normal, but every once in a while, the pitch of my voice would go higher, something that happened when I was nervous.

"Poor Rylee, can't even handle some pizza." He teased smiling, softly earning a glare from me.

"Shut up." We drove in a comfortable silence until we reached what felt like the third roundabout that evening.

I pushed my thumb in my mouth, thinking of a way to break the silence while sounding casual.

"How much longer?" I asked, turning to stare at the beautiful creature sitting next to me.

"We still have ages left, we would've got there quicker if we weren't stuck in traffic." I looked out the window at the black clouds that were looming above us, giving me an unsettling feeling, "Hopefully when we get there, they're already tired so they go straight to bed." he added smiling softly. I giggled and nodded my head in agreement.

"Especially Oliver, he's a handful." I joked, laughing awkwardly.

"He's more than that." he grinned laughing as he stopped behind a large truck, "But he means well. He's truly an amazing kid."

"Yeah." I agreed, I loved the way he spoke about his children, like he was so proud of them. I wondered what it's like to be proud of your kid.

I'm proud of David, wherever he is.

The car was silent except for the gentle tapping of my fingernails against the window as we waited patiently for the traffic to comply.

"What was it like being married?" I asked bluntly instantly regretting my question as soon as it came out of my mouth, I just really wanted to know, but I was asking the wrong person, he just recently lost his wife, I shouldn't ask him these types of questions. They'll bring back unwanted memories. "Sorry I shouldn't have asked that you don't even have to-."

"There's no right word to describe it." he muttered, continuing to drive. I was suprised he answered.

"Nevermind, I was just being annoying. Don't mind me." I laughed awkwardly, swiftly opening a packet of gum and stuffing one in my mouth.Every once in a while I noticed him glance at me, making me feel incredibly nervous.

I licked my lips and wiped my face with my sleeve and glanced out of the window staring at my reflection through the droplets of rain. I looked decent.

"Tortuous." he stated blankly, after what felt like an eternity of silence.

Tortuous? What did he mean by torturous?

"Tortuous?" I questioned giving him a strange look.

"You asked what is was like being married, and that's my answer." He replied lifelessly, before letting out a deep breath and rolling his eyes like I was the most annoying kid in the world.

"Tortuous good or bad?"

"Both."

"So it's complicated basically?" I asked slowly, hoping that I wasn't irritated, but then again he always looked irritated.

"Something like that; Marriage is full of twist and turns." He explained briefly.

"That's not necessarily bad, is it?"

"Depends how you look at it." He shrugged, stopping the car at a red light, "Or depends on who you marry."

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It was only when he finally pulled us out of the traffic that I started to feel a bit nervous. I shuddered in fear, as I looked at the large mansion in front of us. I had never seen anything like it.

"Are you cold? You can where mu coat if you like." He offered, taking off his jacket.

I shook my head quickly, not wanting him to be cold, but my eyes not once leaving the house. It was humongous.

He knocked on the door and in a matter of seconds a blonde beauty opened the door. She had these big brown eyes and lips so thin they were barely visible.

"Oh Sebastian you're home now wonderful-Who is the girl?" She asked rudely, as she looked me up and down, analysing my appearance.

"I'm Ryleee Jordan, the children's nanny." I introduced myself, sticking out my hand for her to shake.

"Oh what a thoughtless name, did your parent even try; Personally I would've killed myself if that was my name," then she laughed loudly, "But that's just my opinion."

"Yes, but mother nobody really asked." Sebastian grumbled, pushing past both of us, leaving his mother staring at him in shock then laughing it off like it was nothing. She gestured for me to come into the living room where everyone was.

"Daddy!" Olivia exclaimed running towards Sebastian with her arms open. She jumped on him, pulling him into a massive hug, "Ugh why is she here?"

"Because she's your nanny." Sebastian replied, picking her up as he stood up, "And her job is to look after you and she can't do that while you're here and she's home can she?" Olivia sighed and rolled her eyes, like my presence was the worst thing in the world.

"Wee-Wee!" Oliver exclaimed attempting to jump from the couch to me. Thank God I caught him and lowered him to the ground or we would've spent the night in the hospital. Me and him.

"Oh, and who's out guest?" Another blonde beauty smirked walking out of what appered to be the kitchen. Her eyes landed on me and she frowned, screwing up her face like she had just sucked a very bitter lemon, then her eyes landed on Sebastian and she smirked, "Hey Seb!" She gushed wrapping her long arms around his neck and kissing his cheek multiple times.

I felt jealously ripple up in my stomach.

"And who's your um.. friend?" She asked placing both hands on her hips, as she shot me another nasty glare.

"Rylee Jordan, their nanny" I replied picking up Oliver and placing him on my hip, not sticking out my hand.

"OH what a thoughtless name!" She gasped, using both hands to cover her mouth.

"Coming from a girl named Molly." I grumbled, rolling my eyes as she rushed over to Sebastian to go and complain to him.

"I don't think you four will be going back home tonight look at all the rain!" Mrs Reynolds announced, "You'll all have to stay here for the night. Ryleeanna, Bashie, Via, Ollie and Liv, you guys are going to have so much fun!"

"Ryleeanna?" I asked, suprised and embarrassed at the stupid name that she had given me.

"Why of course, 'Rylee' is such a plain name, it's so boring and lifeless, it sounds like something you would make your pet rock, whereas Ryleeanna is graceful and sweet." She explained.

"Ryleeanna?" Sebastian repeated doubling over in a loud laughter, while Olivia copied him.

"I'm sorry but Rylee is just so plain, So from now on we're going to call Ryleeanna." She shrugged innocently and clapped her hands, "There's enough rooms for everyone to get there own but I think Ryleeanna and Sebastian should share a room." Mrs Reynolds suggested, "Just in cause Liv starts crying, how cute would that be? You two working together to look after a baby." She giggled.

"What?!?!" Molly screeched "But he might get headlice or nits or aids or CANCER!" Her voice went high pitches as she started to sob and ran to Sebastian pulling him into a hug.

"You do know that Cancer's not contagious right....?"

She was even more childish than Olivia and that was almost impossible.

"Melinda, stop acting up, If your father was to see...." Mr Reynolds grumbled walking into the living room and glaring at me. "Sebastian, why did you bring your maid?"

"I didn't," Sebastian replied flatly, as he rolled his eyes. "You already know she's the kids nanny."

Mrs Reynolds yawned extra loudly exaggerating her tiredness.

"My oh my, aren't I exhausted? Even little Via looks tired let's go to bed now shall we?" Mrs Reynolds suggested, leading both Oliver and Olivia upstairs, but where was Olive?

I followed them up the stairs and began opening the door and checking for Olive. What if she was crying right now.

I pushed open a door, imaging her whimpering for food. But instead of finding Olive, I found something a little bit more interesting.

A nursery.

What I could clearly see was that this was not Olive's room and infact someone else.

I stumbled out of the room crashing into a hard chest. The broadness of the person chest could only belong to one person.

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