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I sat there on top of him, kissing him, not wanting to let him go –

– until someone banged on the penthouse door.

Sebastian’s voice was muffled and far away. “I’m assuming from what I heard that the big finale is over. We need to get a move-on.”

“Oh my God,” I cried out, and pulled the robe up around my naked body, even though Sebastian was on the other side of the door and nobody could see us.

“Really bad timing, Sebastian!” Conner shouted over my shoulder.

“Actually, sixty seconds ago would have been far worse.”

“Give us a few minutes!” Connor snapped, then added, “And you’re still not going!”

“DAMN IT, Connor!” Sebastian yelled, exactly like a spoiled four-year-old.

I could have sworn I heard a foot stamping on the ground.

‘A few minutes’ turned into ten as Connor changed his clothes. I stood there in my robe, watching him in the lamplight from beside the bed, enjoying the show.

He was teasing me, though I didn’t realize it at first. He took off all his clothes – ALL of them, ev