Free One Night in London by Sandi Lynn Page A

with my friends. Sebastian, this is my best friend, Sienna, and her friend, Sam.”
    “‘Ello, mate.” Sam smiled as he stood up and extended his hand to me.
    “Nice to meet you, Sam. Sienna, it’s a pleasure. I’ve heard a lot about you.”
    “I’m sure you have.” She grinned. “It’s nice to finally meet you. I was beginning to think Chloe made you up.”
    “Chloe, this is my friend, Damien.”
    “Nice to meet you.” She flashed her beautiful smile.
    “Well, we better sit down. Enjoy your dinner. It was nice to meet both of you and it was a pleasure seeing you again, Chloe.” I smirked.
    Our table was right next to theirs and I made sure my seat faced Chloe. Every once in a while, I would glance over at her, only to find her observing me. As soon as our eyes met, she would look away. She didn’t lie about going out tonight. She already had dinner plans and it pleased me she told the truth.
    Damien leaned across the table and whispered, “Another one of your sex toys? Why haven’t I met her before?”
    “No. She’s the one I met in London.”
    Damien Walters was a good friend of mine who also happened to be the vice president of my acquisitions department. We met five years ago when the company he worked for went under and I purchased it. I was highly impressed by his credentials, and being a Harvard graduate, he had a keen sense for business.
    “Oh. She’s sexy as fuck,” he whispered.
    I shot him a look and he leaned back in his chair.
    “Normally, that doesn’t bother you. What’s going on?”
    “I’m not sure yet,” I replied as I took a sip of my bourbon.
    ****
    Chloe
    I could feel his stare, even if he wasn’t looking at me, and my body fluttered at the thought of what happened in my office earlier this afternoon. I hadn’t stopped thinking about him since he left and to see him here tonight was bliss. Sienna knew something was up because she got up and announced to Sam that we were going to the restroom.
    As we stepped inside, she lightly grabbed my arm.
    “Okay. What happened to you today? And don’t say nothing because you’ve been glowing like a firefly on a hot summer’s night since you walked in here.”
    Setting my purse on the counter, I dug for my lipstick.
    “He came into the gallery today and —”
    “You had sex with him in the gallery?!” she shrieked.
    I looked under the stalls to make sure nobody else overheard her mouth.
    “Keep it down. No. Not really.” I smiled.
    “What do you mean ‘not really’?”
    “He just made me orgasm and then he left.”
    The shocked expression that overtook her face made me laugh.
    “What do you mean he made you orgasm? You said you didn’t have sex.”
    I held up my index finger.
    “Oh,” she let out in a long drawl with wide eyes.
    “He texted me and asked me to dinner. I declined because I was meeting you and Sam, so he came to the gallery and told me he wanted to give me something so I would think about him tonight.”
    “Fuck! That is so hot! I need a man like that.” She pouted.
    “You have Sam for the next week.”
    She rolled her eyes. “I know. Somehow, I don’t think he’ll be a Sebastian.”
    “You’ll survive.” I smiled as I put my lipstick in my purse. “I have to pee. I’ll meet you back at the table.”
    After washing my hands, I dried them off, and when I opened the bathroom door, I found Sebastian leaning up against the wall with his hands pushed in his pockets.
    “Hi.” I smiled.
    “Is anyone else in there?” he asked.
    “Umm. No. It was just me.”
    Next thing I knew, his mouth was on mine as he pushed me back into the bathroom, his hands planted firmly on each side of my face.
    “Are you going straight home after here?” he asked as he broke our kiss.
    “Yes.”
    “Good. I’ll be over after I finish dinner. We have some unfinished business from this afternoon.”
    His eyes stared into mine as he kissed my lips one last time before leaving the bathroom. I stood there frozen as I