The One Awakened: Book 1 in The One Trilogy (52 page)

We must have fallen asleep. When I open my eyes, its still dark in the room but twisting as much I can, the clock tells me its 6am. Sebastian is curled around my body, fast asleep, his arm across my waist. I need a wee, desperately.

I prise his forearm away from me, careful not to wake him and slip out of the luxurious black bed, grabbing a white fluffy robe from the hook on the back of the bathroom door. After the longest pee ever, I sigh in relief at the disappearance of bladder strain and go to the sink. The mirrors there, reflect a woman I hardly recognise. A woman whose been well and truly catered to. My eyes are big and luminous in their emerald tone, my cheeks flushed and lips swollen from his kisses.

What a night. Magical. Live-changing.

I flick the shower to hot and discarding my robe, slip underneath the water. Ahh bliss! I wash quickly - careful to avoid wetting my hair, as there wouldn’t be time to dry it later- and after a few minutes step out to swaddle myself in the fluffy towels we’d enjoyed last night.
 

Two minutes later and I’m in my robe once again and cleansing my face at the sink.

There were all kinds of products lined up to assist me. Cleansers, toners, moisturisers, hair products, perfumes, make-ups - it was like a Harvey Nichols beauty department and I take full advantage of them all.
 
I’m about to clean my teeth, after finally locating the toothpaste, when I am rewarded with a very sexy sleepy Sebastian, wandering in, butt naked in all his morning glory.

“Morning gorgeous.”

He disappears around the corner, to have his own waking wee and I run the tap to drown out any sounds. I’m not ready to hear him peeing yet, although I have to say I do like the intimacy of us getting ready for our day together.

Returning to shower he dives in, spends a couple of minutes thoroughly blitzing his body. I tease myself with hooded glances in his direction, licking my lips as his physique. He really is magnificent and even sexier when dusted with that sexy morning twinkle.

Seb wanders out, wrapping a towel around his lean hips. His amazing eight pack on show and my mouth-waters - literally. I ogle him in ornate mirror, above the dual black sinks, as we begin to clean our teeth; the intimate everyday moment, another new thing to share between us. We are both intent on freshening up but both reluctant to leave our sex-filled cocoon.

“Right now that we’re all clean and fresh again - give me a kiss Lady.”

I place the toothbrush down, cheekily lick a stray bit of mint from my lips and his are on mine, his tongue squeaking along my teeth.

“You are my best friend and now my lover; I’m not sure which side of you I ensure more - probably both at once.”
 

Oh God
- my stomach is doing somersaults at his words; my skin covered in goosebumps.
Please don’t say things like this. Change the subject.

“I’m starving!

His chocolate eyes, watch mine, his brow furrowing in question but he decides against pushing me further. ”Me too. It should be here any minute. I’ve already ordered. Hope that’s alright?”

I nod happy that he’s distanced himself a little. The protective blanket needs to be wrapped around me here - I’m in way too deep.

The knock at the bedroom door is the saviour I need and slipping his own robe on he heads out to answer it. I continue with my make-up, adding foundation, mascara, blush and a light eyeshadow from the gorgeous products available to me; lippy would come later.

“Lu food’s up.”

We eat in congenial silence, with lots of munching and yummy noises and the daily news playing in the background. I wish we could stay another night. I didn’t need to get back for Finn but I did need to work today.
No rest for the wicked!

I tuck into my Scrambled eggs and smoked salmon with nutty brown toast and sigh in ecstasy when it melts in my mouth. This is seriously good. It’s not long before I’ve eaten the lot sit back to watch my lover. Sebastian finished ages ago, after inhaling his breakfast in one mouthful and is glancing at the morning paper, sipping his coffee and I reach out to touch his hand and retract mine instantly - still surprised at the electric current I feel sizzling between us when we touch. He feels it too. Our eyes lock and I fill the silence.

“Thank you Seb for last night - it was…”

“Meant to be,” he finishes for me and I look up in question. His eyes have taken on an intense look…

He places a hand out for me to clasp, tentatively I do as I’m asked, then squeal as he makes a grab for me tumbling me to the mattress, behind us and we kiss, all sign of friendliness and laughter quickly dissipating.
 

“Seriously Lu. This is just the start.”

“I know but now I must get dressed Mr. Silver.”

“I’d rather you didn’t.”

“I have too - I have to be at work in a couple of hours and I need to get a taxi home to get changed.”

“Ralph will take you home.”

“In the limo?”

“Yes.”

“Oh.”
 

“Now where were we Lady - let me start your day of with a bang.”

Last nights illicit encounter is like a dream to me.
 

Did it really happen? Had I really let myself go like that? Been so uninhibited?

Oh to be able to go back in time and relive each delicious morsel over and over again. My lips curve in a knowing smile - it had been out of this world and utterly filthy. Sebastian had shown me a different world of pleasure and awakened a part of me I hadn’t known existed.
 

After a hot shower and a quick change of clothes I head into the office. I had a meeting with the upholsterer at 11am and then at some point Colin and I would need to head over to Silver Construction. I’d taken him with me on the last few occasions, when dropping in deliveries for the re-fit. Not the best use of his time I’ll admit but I wasn’t prepared to risk bumping into Chris again - alone. Today I am alive and sexually charged and not in the right frame of mind for him - I was giving off way to many pheromones that would attract his tentacles from miles away.

Its several hours later, and I’m rather less chilled out than I had been earlier morning, when Colin and I roll into the Silver Construction headquarters, for the third time that week. Jumping out, Col goes to collect the samples and decorative to-die-for glittery pewter tiles for the border of the bathroom, from the boot of my car. No Sooner, are we in the reception area to SC, when I’m met with a frosty stare from an extremely and now unfortunately familiar, well-put together female. Her pouty over glossed lips, showing her immediate disdain for me. I take a minute to peruse her as discreetly as possible, whilst Colin informs her of our deliveries.
 

She was still very attractive.
Shit.
 

Today her hair shines in an artistic bun and wasp like waist is cleverly accentuated with a wide elastic belt, over her bright pink dress. She doesn’t shake my hand but reluctantly asks us to sit, showcasing the plush sitting area, to our right, with a graceful arm. Animosity coils in the pit of my stomach like barbed wire but I rise above it and return my focus to the reception area she is guiding us towards. It has a cool vibe, plenty of silver, gunmetal, black and white. The result is professional but masculine. It suited the construction industry perfectly and I could see Sebastian’s design stamp in every direction; it represented him to a tee. I take a seat.

“Toni.”

“Lu..chee..ahh,” she whines, her voice slicing right through me.

“This is Colin Duttine – he is part of my design team and working with me on The Ashton project.”
“Hmmmm. What seems to be the problem?”
 

God this lady is annoying and sooo condescending. Isn’t she supposed to welcome clients and customers with a warm reception – First rule of PA duty?
“We’ve brought a portion of the required tiles and the fireplace brochure, that Chris required?” I supply smiling through my gritted teeth. “I’ve narrowed it down to three options, but Chris is going to analyse them and advise which one will suit the existing chimney and flue. He knows my preferred option.”
“Good. Good – yes I do believe that he mentioned that you had not provided him with information required yet.” She looks down her rather pointy nose at me. “We do need these tiles now, as the bathroom is taking shape very nicely but will
not
be finished if we are
not
supplied the fixtures and fittings
on time
.” She clasps her binder closely to her chest, with her mouth pursed and her eyes shrewd in their concentration on belittling me.
Bitch! This woman was a total be…atch!
Definitely someone you wouldn’t want to get on the wrong side of; someone who spoke over you to vent her power, and did not allow you the same privilege. She treated others like they were the hired help -
well missy you’re in for a shock.

“Well – that’s it for now. If you could let Chris have them today, and ask that he gives me a bell if there are any probs. I do need to know with regard to the fireplace by the end of today, however - you know - to ensure
we
meet deliveries on time
,” I add mirroring her own patronizing tone.
Colin chooses that in opportune moment to excuse himself to
spend a penny
– I could kill him for leaving me with her. The atmosphere is strangled – or maybe I just wanted to strangle her there and then!

“Sebastian has been keeping me involved at every level Lucia and all is good at
our
end.
If
The Ashton is not ready on time, it will
not
be down to Silver Construction,” she smiles matter-of-factly. Urrgghhhh!
I nod placating her. It really isn’t worth adding fuel to her fire - she’d probably relish the burn.
 

“I’m sure things will be just fine Toni.”
 

“Are you feeling better now Lucia? You look a little peaky.”

I pause and watch her shrewd navy blue eyes crinkle in pleasure.
How did she know I’d been ill?

“Yes I’m fine thank you.” My tone wary.

“Sebastian mentioned your little dash to the backstreet pharmacy.”