Chapter 16
You were dumbfounded even as he led you inside the restaurant, your steps feeling like you were floating instead. When you finally reached your table you stopped before taking your seat. Sebastian looks at you quizzically with a tinge of concern.
Everything felt like it was happening too fast and too slow at the same time. It still hasn’t sunk in that you were with him again. You still couldn’t believe that he was right here, and the thought made you dizzy.
“Is everything alright?” he finally asks while taking both your hands in his. “Talk to me.”
You try to say something but nothing materializes out of your mouth, a helpless sigh coming out instead. Sebastian senses your struggle and guides you to sit instead.
“Too fast?” he asks. You truthfully didn’t know what to say to that and you felt bad that you haven’t said a single word ever since you arrived.
“I’m sorry, this was a bad idea,” he says ruefully. He pulls out his phone from his pocket and begins tapping on the screen. “I’m getting you a cab to take you back home. I shouldn’t have rushed you into meeting. God, I’m so stupid.”
You let out a small gasp and instinctively reach for his phone and pressed his hand down on the table.
“I don’t want to go home...yet. I...I should be the one apologizing,” you sighed inwardly in relief that you weren’t as mute as you seemed. Sebastian looks at you and he’s smiling in relief. He takes your hand and kisses the back of it, the action making you blush.
“You make me...ugh, I can’t explain it, but I feel like no time has passed. I don’t know what is it about you, but you...you...I haven’t felt this way in a long time.”
Your heart melted as he fumbled for his words. How is it possible that not even an hour has passed that you two were together that he was making you feel all sorts of things already?
“I guess I could say the same thing,” you respond to him as you realize he’s still holding your hand between you over the table. “I didn’t know what to expect when you asked to see me and I still couldn’t believe I’m here. With you. This is just truly insane to me, Sebastian.”
“Let’s take it slow, okay? The last thing I want is to make you uncomfortable. I want to do everything right, Y/N.”
You nod your agreement and you proceed with your evening.
As soon as that initial awkwardness has passed, you realized how really easy it was to be with Sebastian. You fell into step with the conversation with him as he told you everything he’d been up to since the last time you saw him. You were amazed at how many movies of his you had to catch up on.
“I’m so sorry I haven’t seen any of your work since Endgame,” you say remorsefully. “That screenplay took a huge chunk of my time.”
“It’s okay,” he tells you reassuringly. “I got so excited when I saw it a few days ago. How far along are you guys in production?”
“We just finished casting yesterday, and I’m working with a small team of writers for a few touch ups to the script. Everything is so new and exciting and I sometimes pinch myself to remind me how real this thing is.”
“Too bad I can’t be in it,” he says.
“Nah,” you respond. “You’re too...old?”
You smirk at him and laugh.
“You’re one to talk! But seriously, I am so happy for you. Truly. Wait, was that the book you were writing when we met?”
You nod. “Yeah, my editor friend told me it’d work better visually instead so she got someone to help me rewrite it.”
You feel a tiny pinch at your chest upon remembering Logan and how he helped you make your screenplay happen. You had hoped that wherever he was, that he was as happy as you are right now.
“That’s good. I hope you can let me read it sometime.”
“Um, yeah, sure, of course,” you tell him. “It was quite an experience writing it. I just really hope it translates well on screen.”
You spend the rest of the night talking and catching up on each other’s activities over the past couple of years. It inevitably led to your dating lives while you were separated and Sebastian’s expression changed as he hesitated to tell you about the Spanish actress he’d been photographed with.
“It’s okay,” you say to him, reaching out for his hand and giving it a reassuring squeeze. “You don’t have to tell me what happened.”
“She used me, Y/N,” he tries to say as calmly as he could, but you could tell he was actually mad about it. “I just...I thought I could trust her, but she just…”
“Hey, it’s alright. You don’t have to beat yourself over something you didn’t have any control over to begin with. She chose to do what she did to you, whatever it was, along with the consequences that came with it,” you tell him earnestly. You hated seeing him cutting himself up for something that had happened months ago.
“See, this is why I missed you,” he says. “You always know what to say without sounding like a Hallmark greeting card. You know how to make me feel better.”
You look at him, slightly puzzled. Sebastian smiles at you with confidence in response.
“I mean it, Y/N. I’m just sorry it took me making that colossal mistake before realizing I should have chased you all along.”
“Then why didn’t you?” You blurt out and you instantly regret it. “No--I didn’t...I don’t mean...oh god, I’m an idiot.”
“No, you’re not. That’s the last thing you’ll ever be. You were totally well within your rights to limit what we can and can’t be given the circumstances at the time. All I’m saying is that I should probably have made an effort to change your mind.”
Tears began warming your eyes, threatening to drop if you so much as breathe out a word. Your own regret was also catching up to you.
“I kept wishing I didn’t say what I said to you. I haven’t been able to stop thinking about you over the last two years,” you say shakily, the helplessness you felt when you struggled whether to get in touch with him hitting you differently now that he was right in front of you.
“There had been someone else for me too but…”
Sebastian’s breathing stopped when Y/N said there was someone else in between the time they were apart. Then again he couldn’t blame her, they weren’t officially together and he had no right to be jealous, just as she seemed not to when he was with Maya.
“But what?” he asked.
“He knew right away my heart belonged to someone else,” she answers, her voice just above a whisper. Her eyes bore into him and the relief he felt washed over him like a strong waterfall.
“Y/N…”
She was falling for him, just as he was falling for her too. The thought excited him more than he had anticipated.
“Are you sure you don’t want to come in?” Y/N asked as she and Sebastian stood in front of her apartment door. Sebastian was fighting not to give in to her invitation, knowing full well he wouldn’t be able to stop himself as soon as the door closed behind him and with Y/N in front of him.
He shakes his head once more. She looked so inviting, his brain imagining a million different scenarios already with what he wanted to do to her. His eyes land on her lips as she caught it between her teeth.
“Don’t do that,” he says, the agony evident in his voice.
“Do what?” she asks innocently, and he could see that she didn’t have the slightest clue at all.
“That...lip bite thing. Jesus Christ, Y/N, you’re driving me nuts,” he says in a clipped voice. Her eyes widen at hearing the desperate need in him.
“Okay,” she whispers. “Will you kiss me goodnight instead?”
Her arms draped over his shoulders making him respond by automatically holding on to her waist and gripping it tight as he eliminated the space between them.
“God yes,” he whispers back in relief. He leans forward and takes her bottom lip between his teeth. She gasps but she returns with her opening her mouth so he can slide his tongue in. The kiss was nothing like the chaste one he gave her earlier at the restaurant. This was two years worth of longing for her to be in his arms like this, kissing her until he lost his mind. His hands moved to the small of her back just as he deepened their kiss, making her arch it, inadvertently pushing her hips towards his. A cross between a gasp and a moan escaped her throat as he was sure she felt how hard he was for her.
He presses her against the door and begins grinding against her. She doesn’t seem to mind as she does the same, whimpering at the way his crotch grazed her own. When they pulled apart, Sebastian had managed to grab her wrists and pin it over her head. The way her chest heaved as she panted her breaths made him want to pull her dress up, tear her underwear and fuck her senseless by the door, not caring if they were outside where people might see.
“This…,” he said while trying to calm his breathing. “Is why I can’t come inside.”
“Slow,” she whispers. “We’re taking it slow...okay...okay.”
“Yeah, slow,” he echoes her, much to his regret. “We have all the time in the world now.”
He slowly puts her arms down but not before kissing her one last time.
“I have to go,” he says over her lips.
“I know,” she says. Sebastian finally gets some semblance of control back and manages to create distance between them.
“Goodnight, Y/N.”
“Goodnight, Sebastian.”
He could feel her eyes on him as he walked towards the elevator and he was right as he took one last glance at her. She waves a little at him, making him smile sheepishly before stepping into the elevator car. He leans back and lets out a huge breath. The night couldn’t have been more perfect.
Y/N was back in his life, and he wasn’t planning on letting her go whatever happens.