One Night in London (24 page)

“Long story and I’ll tell you tomorrow. I was going to call you. Willie passed away today.”

“Oh no. I’m so sorry. Are you okay?”

“I’m sad, but he’s in a better place now. I’m really going to miss him.”

“I would offer to come over and comfort you, but I see some cock, I mean, someone already has.”

“I heard that, Sienna, and yes, my big cock has already comforted her twice.” He smiled.

“Care to show me how big it really is?” She smirked.

“Okay, you two. You’ve had your fun. I’ll call you tomorrow.”

“Blah. You’re no fun, Chloe.”

Sebastian opened Willie’s bag and began taking out some of his things. At the bottom, he pulled out a small envelope with my name on it.

“This has your name on it,” Sebastian spoke.

Taking the envelope from his hand, I opened it and inside was a key to a safety deposit box with a note that contained the name of the bank and the box number.

“That’s strange. Why would a homeless man have a safety deposit box?” Sebastian asked.

“I don’t know. Maybe he kept some personal things in it after he lost his house.”

“I’ll come pick you up at the gallery tomorrow during lunch and we’ll go check it out.”

“Okay.” I smiled.

“Are you ready to head to my penthouse?”

“Yes. Just let me grab a few things because I have a feeling I won’t be back here for a while.”

“Good idea. You may be held hostage.”

“Mhmm. Are you going to tie me up and have your way with me?”

Sebastian closed his eyes for a second and took in a sharp breath.

“Chloe, don’t say things like that or we’ll never make it back to my place.”

I giggled as I went into the bedroom and packed a few things. As Sebastian took my bag from me, I went into the kitchen.

“What are you getting now?” he asked.

I reached into the refrigerator and grabbed the two cans of whipped cream I had sitting in the door.

“Just these.” I smiled.

“For what?”

“Really, Sebastian?” I placed my hand on my hip.

“Oh.” His eyes lit up. “Damn it, Chloe. My cock is getting hard and we have to go.”

I giggled as I walked out the door and Sebastian followed behind. Climbing into the limo, I said hi to Eli.

“It’s nice to see you again, Chloe.” He smiled.

“Nice to see you too, Eli. I brought the whipped cream.” I winked as I held up the cans. “Can’t have sex without it.”

I looked over at Sebastian as he took in a deep breath.

“Really? Did you really have to tell him that?”

****

L
ooking at the clock, I saw it was almost lunchtime and Sebastian would be here soon to pick me up. Getting up from my desk, I walked downstairs as he was walking through the door.

“Ready, baby?” He smiled.

“Yes. Gregory, I’ll be back in about an hour.”

“You two enjoy your lunch.” He smiled.

As we entered the bank, Seymour Rawlings, the bank manager, and according to Sebastian, number one ass kisser, walked up to us.

“Good day, Mr. Bennett. I didn’t know you were stopping by the bank today. May I offer you and the beautiful lady some champagne?”

“Oh. You have champagne?” I asked with a grin.

“No. We’re fine. Thank you, Seymour.”

“We want champagne, Seymour.” I patted his shoulder.

“Very good. Now, what brings you into our bank today?”

“I need to use my safety deposit box,” I spoke as I held up the key.

“Oh. Yes. Please follow me.”

We followed him to the room where the boxes were stored. Taking the key from my hand, he unlocked it and pulled the box out and set it on the long table in the middle of the room.

“There you go, Miss...?”

“Chloe. You can call me Chloe.”

“Nice to meet you. And you’re a friend of Mr. Bennett’s?”

“Oh yes. We’re lovers.” I grinned.

Sebastian threw his head back and slowly shook it.

“Ah, excellent. Your champagne will be in shortly.” He walked out of the room.

“Why did you tell him that?” Sebastian asked.

“Why not? Do you not want people knowing?”

“Of course I want people to know, but you could have said that I was your boyfriend. You didn’t have say ‘lover’ in the seductive way you did.”

I shrugged. “Obviously, I’ll get some free perks being your lover, so why not?” I smiled.

He chuckled. “Open the box. Let’s see what Willie, the homeless man, stored in here.”

I slowly lifted the lid to the box, which stored his Medal of Honor.

“Oh look. We can bury this with him,” I spoke.

“Umm. There’s an envelope with your name on it.”

Picking up the thick white envelope, I gasped when I opened it.

“Holy shit, Sebastian. Look at all this money!”

“Give me that.” He took it from my hand and removed the money that sat inside. “What the fuck? How did he have all this?” Pulling out a folded piece of paper, he handed it to me. It was a letter from Willie.

“Dearest, Chloe,

If you’re reading this, that means I’ve finally crossed over to the other side. You were the only non-homeless person who cared about me. It was pretty lonely when you moved out to California, except when your mom and dad would come to visit. The highlight of my life was the first day you moved back and I saw you walking down the street towards me. I don’t want you to think I never listened to what you told me, because I did. To me, living on the streets had become a way of life I didn’t mind. I have over fifty thousand dollars in the box that I hid away before I lost everything else. The money is yours. It’s my way of thanking you for being such a wonderful human being and my best friend. I’ve never told you this, but you were like a daughter to me. I know you’re not a materialistic person, so do whatever you would like with the money. Maybe open up your own gallery or buy some great art with it so you’ll always remember me. Another thing, at the bottom of the box, there’s the names of my children listed on a piece of paper with their last known address. Please just let them know that I’ve passed on. They have the right to know, even if they don’t care. Take care, Chloe, and I hope you get everything you want out of life, although I have no doubt you will. Tell the gang I’ll always be watching over them. Love, Willie.”

Tears streamed down my face as I read his letter.

“Are you okay?” Sebastian asked.

Wiping the tears from my eyes, I spoke, “Yeah.”

“I can’t believe he had all this money and never spent it. His life could have been so different,” Sebastian spoke.

“The money wasn’t important to him. He liked the way he lived his life.”

Seymour walked in with two glasses of champagne and a plate of chocolate truffles.

“Is everything okay?” he asked with concern.

“We just had a friend who passed away,” I replied.

“Oh dear, I’m so sorry for your loss. If there’s anything I can do, please let me know.”

“Thank you, Seymour,” Sebastian spoke.

Taking the contents of the box, Sebastian and I stepped outside of the bank.

“Do you want to grab something to eat?” he asked.

“Sure. But can we eat it somewhere special?”

“Of course, anywhere you want.” He smiled as his lips brushed against mine.

Stopping at a deli near my apartment, we took our sandwiches over to the spot where Willie sat every day.

“What are you doing?” Sebastian asked as I sat down on the cement and leaned my back up against the brick wall.

“Eating lunch. Sit.” I patted the cement.

“I’m wearing a three-thousand-dollar suit, Chloe.”

“And?”

“And you want me to sit on the cement and eat a sandwich.”

“And?” I cocked my head with a serious look.

“And, I guess this is as good a spot as any,” he spoke as he sat down next to me.

Chloe

Five Months Later

“T
his is the last box, Mr. Bennett,” the muscularly built Channing Tatum lookalike moving man spoke.

“Thank you.” Sebastian reached into his pocket and pulled out some cash. “You’re all moved in now and you’re never leaving.” He smiled as he wrapped his arms around me.

“I’ll agree to that.” I kissed his lips.

“Now, let’s go break in the bed.”

“We’ve already broken it in thousands of times.” I laughed.

“Not as an official living together couple we haven’t.”

“Ah. Let’s go then, tiger.” I pulled him by his tie to the bedroom.

Just as Sebastian thrust into me, my phone rang.

“Who is it?” I asked with bated breath as his thrusts were hard and deep.

“Really, Chloe?”

“Just look over at the nightstand. It could be my parents.”

He looked over at my phone as he moved in and out of me.

“It’s your dad. He can wait until we’re finished.”

“Give me the phone. It could be important. You know the baby is due.”

Sebastian sighed, pulled out of me, and handed me my phone.

“Hey, Dad. What’s up?” I put him on speaker.

“Hi, pumpkin. I’m not interrupting anything, am I?”

“We were in the middle of having sex, but it’s okay.”

Sebastian tilted his head and shot me a look.

“Sorry, Sebastian,” my dad spoke.

“It’s fine, Larry.”

“We’re at the hospital. Your mom is in labor.”

“Eek! We’re on our way.”

“It could take hours, pumpkin. Go ahead and finish having sex. We’ll be here when you’re done.”

“Thanks, Dad. We’ll see you soon. Tell Mom I love her.”

“Will do.”

“The baby’s coming.” I grinned as I pulled him on top of me. “Now, where were we?”

Sebastian sat up and looked down at his cock.

“You and your dad ruined it, baby. How can I stay hard when you told your father we were having sex? Why do you have to always tell them?”

“Aw, they love that we have so much sex. You should be used to that by now.”

“I’m not sure I’ll ever get used it.” He smiled. “Come on, let’s get dressed and head to the hospital.”

“Okay.” I flew off the bed.

****

A
s Sebastian and I entered my mom’s room, I ran over and grabbed her hand.

“The baby is coming,” I said with excitement.

“You don’t have to tell me twice,” my mom spoke in irritation as she let out a howl.

“Just breathe through it, Mom.” I held her hand.

Looking over at Sebastian, I could tell he was beginning to sweat.

“Are you okay?” I asked.

“I’m just going to wait out in the waiting room. Hang in there, Ophelia.” He held up his fist as he walked out of the room.

When I rolled my eyes, my mom squeezed my hand.

“Go out there with him, sweetheart. He needs you. Your dad will let you know as soon as the baby’s born.”

“Are you sure, Mom?”

“Of course. I’m fine. But Sebastian, he didn’t look so good.” She smiled.

I kissed her forehead and walked to the waiting room.

“Hey, are you okay?” I asked as I stroked his arm.

“I’m fine. It’s just seeing your mom in so much pain made me a little nervous.”

“Aw, but the end result is worth the pain.” I smiled.

He leaned over and kissed me just as Sienna and Sam walked in.

“Oh my God! Our baby is about to be born!” she exclaimed as she ran over and hugged me.

“I know. It should be any time now.”

The four of us sat there patiently. Sebastian and Sam chatted it up while Sienna and I looked up makeup tutorials on our phones. Four hours later, my dad walked into the room.

“It’s a boy!” he shouted. “I have a son!”

With a smile, I got up from my seat and gave him a hug. “And I have a brother. How’s Mom?”

“She’s great. Wait until you see him, Chloe. He’s beautiful.”

“When can we see them?”

“In a few minutes. I’ll be right back to get you.”

Sebastian walked over and wrapped his arms around me.

“Congratulations, big sister.”

“Thank you. Let’s go down to the gift shop and get some of those ‘It’s A Boy’ balloons.”

After purchasing six balloons, it was time to meet my brother. Walking into the room, a tear sprang to my eye when I saw my mom holding him in her arms.

“Mom. He’s so beautiful.” I kissed his tiny head.

“Chloe, I would like you to meet your brother, Arlo Benjamin Kane.”

“Arlo. Wow. What a cool name.” I smiled as she handed him to me.

****

Sebastian

I
nearly lost my breath as I watched Chloe holding her brother. Things were so good between us. Actually, they were great. Greater than I ever could have imagined. These past five months, and spending every moment with her, made me view life in a whole new way.

“Come here.” She smiled as she looked at me. “Come meet my brother.”

Walking over to her, I stared down at the little guy as he quietly slept.

“Wanna hold him?” she asked.

“No. That’s okay. He’s too tiny.”

“He won’t break. Hold out your arms.”

“Seriously, Chloe. He’s sleeping. I don’t want to disturb him.”

“Pfft, you won’t disturb him. This little guy had a long journey down the birth canal. Trust me, he’s exhausted. Now, hold out your arms,” she spoke in a soft voice.

This made me nervous. I had never held a baby before. As I held out my arms, Chloe gently handed him over.

“Hold his head,” she spoke.

I smiled as I looked down at him. He definitely was beautiful and I saw a lot of Chloe in him. Especially his cute little nose.

“See, it’s not so bad. Is it?” she asked.

I glanced up at her as a small smile crossed my lips. After spending some time with her parents, the baby, Sienna, and Sam, we said our goodbyes and headed home. As I climbed into bed, Chloe walked out of the bathroom with a toothbrush in her mouth.

“I finally know what I want to do with the money Willie left me.”

“Great. Finish brushing your teeth and you can tell me.” I winked.

“No. I want to tell you now,” she mumbled.

I climbed out of bed, placed my hands on her hips, turned her around, and walked her to the bathroom sink.

“Spit,” I said.

“Really? You always tell me to swallow.” She smiled.