Chapter 19

Sebastian's POV

The night wind blew extra cold tonight. I was on the balcony, staring up at the dark sky, feeling alone and sorry for myself, but thoughts of Emily weren't leaving my mind, and the times I had spent with her, I'd give anything to have those times back again. I couldn't get over her smile, her touches, her scent, the sparkles in her eyes whenever she'd look at me.

Someone touched my shoulder and I leaped.

"Didn't mean to startled you. Sorry."

"Naomi, what you doing here?" I brought my attention to her.

"I couldn't sleep. I kept thinking about you and the manner in which you walked out on our wedding. Why Sebastian? Was it me?"

"No. This has nothing to do with you. It's me."

"Okay. Is it that you're not ready to get married to me, or is there someone else?"

I chuckled lightly at her question and took her face in. She was no Emily but she was beautiful to look at and I felt guilty that she was in this position, but I also didn't ask for any of this.

Without answering, her hands wrapped around my chest and she hugged me almost tightly. I felt her hot breath against my skin as she tried sucking on my neck.

"What are you doing?" I asked, removing her from me.

"I'm trying to pleasure you Sebastian. I know about the other woman. I'm not stupid. But I don't care about her. Maybe if I pleasure you, you'll see how much I care and it will take your mind off her as well," she explained and she slowly undid her nightgown in front of me.

My eyes expanded. I was not expecting this to happen tonight with Naomi or for things to escalate sexually. She ran her hands over her own body, only her panties were on now.

"I can give you everything that you want. You don't need anyone else," she said in a whisper as she walked closer and closer to me. Her breasts rested on my chest and her arms circled my neck. She pressed a kiss on my lips before I could pull away again.

"Naomi, you don't have to do this to prove a point to me. I know every woman possess breasts and a vagina, and to be perfectly honest, I'm not intrigued by yours."

Her face fell and it was like all the blood was draining from it. Then she snapped. "So you'll refuse me for some common woman who's not even qualified to be by your side? Shame on you Sebastian! I hope she leaves you for another guy and gets pregnant by him and pays no more attention to you, maybe, just maybe, you'll want me then!"

She picked up her nightgown off the floor where she had dropped it before leaving the patio.

I sighed from everything and fell asleep right on the comfortable lounge chair on the balcony.

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I woke up to a bright and sunny sky and birds singing in the trees on the lawn ahead of me. I entered my bedroom, freshened up and prepped myself for the day ahead.

My cellphone vibrated with text messages, all from Emily. Our last conversation on the phone lasted under twenty seconds because I was hurt that she upped and left without a word. Maybe she didn't care how I was expecting her to, or maybe this was very unfair to her as well as myself.

I picked up the phone and called her.

"Hello," she answered after the first ring.

"Hi."

"Sebastian, I'm so sorry. I'm... I have something... Sebastian, I'm—" she stuttered.

"No Emily, no. I'm sorry, okay. I'm sorry for bringing you into this, and hurting you at that. I've hurt you again because I couldn't tell the truth to my own father."

"I miss you so much. I wish I was there with you."

"I miss you too, Emily. I wish I could be with you right now."

"Sebastian, I have something very important to tell you, and I hope you don't hate me because of it."

My heart dropped. She must have moved on with someone else. She must have moved back home to be with someone else and now she was going to break my heart into a million pieces.

"Are you there?"

"Yeah, yeah I'm here. Just tell me what you've got to tell me, Emily."

This is it. I braced myself of the impact of the news.

She heaved a loud exhale before speaking."Sebastian, I'm two and a half weeks pregnant."

My mind exploded. "You're pregnant?" I asked, not believing my ears the first time.

"Yes, I'm so sorry. I missed my pills. I wasn't aware that my period was late. A lot was going on between us and I couldn't think. I'm sorry. I know that you're upset. I'm sorry. I'm so sorry." Her voice broke into tears.

It broke my heart to hear her cry, and I couldn't reach her to comfort her and pull her into my arms.

My thoughts reacted too quickly, and as a result, I hung up the phone and dialed my pilot's number. Within an hour, I had boarded my jet and hit the skies. I needed to see her.