The CEO’ s second choice novel Chapter 31

　　Elena

　　I woke up the following morning in Sebastian’s arms and couldn’t stop the smile from spreading across my face. Sebastian was holding me tightly to his chest, his breathing calm and laboured. Last night I had given myself to him completely and without judgement, and I did not regret it one bit.

　　I peered up at him as he slept and my heart felt full; how did I fight what I was feeling up until now? Why did I not just admit it to myself? I snuggle closer into his embrace and breathe out a sigh; then I feel a sudden pressure in my abdomen and know I needed the loo. And I needed it badly.

　　Lifting his arm from my waist, I swung my legs around the bed but did not expect the sudden pain to shoot up from my nether regions.

　　“Ow!” I cried out as my feet hit the floor and Sebastian immediately sat up in bed, a look of concern crossing his face. “Elena?” he asks, regarding me with worry. I turn around and shake my head. “It’s nothing, love. I just didn’t expect the after-effects of our tryst last night.” I tell him, as a blush sweeps across my cheeks.

　　Gosh, last night will forever be imprinted in my memory.

　　“I’m sorry, Elena. I-”

　　“No, don’t you dare apologise. I gave my body willingly, Sebastian.” I interject his apology, wanting to hear nothing of it. He chuckles, a deep throaty chuckle still laced with sleep, and I find myself falling even harder. Gosh, my husband was gorgeous.

　　“Yes, Ma’am,” he starts, “can I at least get you an Advil?”

　　I frown at this and shake my head, “No, it would probably just knock me out until tomorrow and I wish to savour every feeling, even if it is this uncomfortable burning.” I say truthfully and see the smile that lit up his face.

　　Then he pulls me back towards him on the bed and kisses my forehead. “I am thankful for choosing the wrong twin first,” he says and I look at him in confusion, but he just smiles at me. “Because I know now that I was always meant to be with you, it was always you, Elena, and that won’t ever change.”

　　This causes me to smile and I lean in and kiss him, “You have a way with words, Mr Dumont,” I say and lay my head back down on his chest. He lifts his arm and strokes my hair and it occurs to me that I had never felt as content as I did now while laying in Sebastian’s arms. It took me almost four months, but I let go of my fear and jumped; he was always at the bottom to catch me.

　　A shrill ringing cut through our moment, and I realised it was Sebastian’s phone. Oh, shoot! It was a working day for him!

　　He sighs and gets out of bed and I marvel at his pert butt, feeling a blush burning my cheeks as I stare. “It’s all yours, petite pâquerette,” He says as he feels my eyes on him and I immediately cover my head with the comforter. Sebastian chuckles then answers his phone, “Dumont,” and I took this as my cue to go to the loo.

　　I enter the bathroom with a big smile as I remember our shared bath last night. It was such a normal thing to do but felt so intimate. He bathed me gently, washing every inch of my body as I protested, but he stood firm and told me to stop being a brat.

　　Ugh, that man.

　　After our bath, Sebastian removed the blood-stained covers, and I helped him put on clean sheets before we laid down to sleep. The both of us passed out soon after; tuckered out from our lovemaking and shared emotions. He was so gentle with me, right from the kiss at the foot of my bed to the actual deed. He only had my comfort in mind, and it made my heart swell even more.