Granting One Last Wish novel Chapter 27

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Abby likes my idiot cousin, especially Trix. Patrick is shocked when Abby calls him Patty. He said it sounds like a girl's name, but my wife likes to make Patrick blush. I think he just finds his match. 

"How can you fall for this woman, Seb? She's annoying?" Patrick creases his brows and asks. I freeze because I never tell Abby about L word yet, at least while she's awake. 

"Well, that's what I like about her. It's kinda hot, and it gives me hard on."

I steal a glance at Trix and Abby who are laughing together--the women I love dearly. Patrick has finally apologized to Abby, as he promised. 

When we arrive at her apartment, I know Mason and Logan are here. We enter the elevator, and I remember how I almost kissed her in my elevator. 

"You've been silent, Sebastian." She looks at me with her big green eyes. 

"I remember I almost fuck you in the elevator," I whisper, and I'm still holding her hand. 

"Then, why didn't you?"

I see something in her smile. "Baby, don't tease me here. I'm losing my control." 

"We can't do it here. See the camera?" She points at the camera installed inside the elevator. "They installed it three days ago. " She has no idea that I'm the one who let it installed after talking to the landlord that there's a possible threat to Abby. 

"Yeah. A Cockblocker."

She laughs, and her laugh is like an aphrodisiac to my cock. 

Shit! Why does it have to about sex when it comes to her?

"Welcome to my little apartment, handsome. Feel at home. Drew won't be here tonight. He's stuck in his work. He'd be here in the morning." She waves her hand to show her apartment. Too small for a rich like her, but it's fully furnished and clean. I mean, spotless. They're both OC type of persons.

While I carry my luggage to her room, I pass by a small study room attached. A nerd Addy with full of books on her shelves and stuck on the floor. A small desk with her notebooks, her laptop, iPad, and a lot of pens. 

"Babe, wanna go take a shower? It's on the left. I put a clean towel for you." 

"Sure. Wanna join me?" The image of us in the shower the last time we had together flooded in my mind. 

"I'd love to, but I have something to do. So maybe after?" She smiles at me, and I know what she means by that after. It excites me. 

"Fine. I'll keep that in mind." I get inside her bathroom and shower myself. I don't take long because I need to feel my wife's skin on me.

She's not in her room when I enter, and my suitcase is nowhere to be found, but I find my sweatpants, a t-shirt, and boxers on the bed. Sweet baby Jesus, she just melts my heart. Just a simple thing she can do to me makes me want to stay here forever, be with her, and just be her husband.

I find her in the kitchen, trying to open the wine bottle. She's already changed into a red satin robe, and I wonder what's underneath it. 

"Baby, let me open that for you before you hurt yourself." I take the corkscrew from her, uncork it, and I take a look at the label. 

"Why do you have this, baby? Did you take wine from your dad?" I know this wine is vintage. 

"Dad gave it to me, bad boy. Call him to confirm. I have plenty here too. They were delivered here in Drew's name," she explains. I pour into two glasses. 

"To us." We toast and drink. I should tell her tonight how much I love her, and it makes me nervous. What if she won't say it back or worst laugh or kick me out. I guess there's only one way to find out and deal with the aftermath.

"You don't like it?" She looks at me with a little disappointment in her eyes. 

"I love it. Thanks for the wine, Abby. You're not getting your ass drunk, okay?" 

"Jeez, no one will know, and you won't call the police, will you?" 

"I'll kick their asses if they will arrest you. No police. I don't fuck drunkass, too. And that's your last sip. I allow you to drink because I love you." 

She freezes, her eyes are wide, and her mouth hangs open. Shit. I just ruin the plan. I just blurt out, or it might come out naturally, just like how I feel for her.

She blinks, swallows, and puts the wine glass on the countertop. 

"I'm sorry. I mean, I mean it. Yeah, I mean it, Abby. No, I mean, not the sorry part, you know." Fuck. Did I just stutter? I squeeze my eyes shut and take a breath. When I open my eyes, she's still staring at me, speechless. 

"Baby." I cup her face with my palms, caress her cheeks with my thumbs. I look at her in the eye, and she's just so beautiful, so beautiful that I can stare at her all day. I look down at her lips, and God, I love this woman, and I don't know how to show it to her. I can't even say a word. I love her more than my own life, and without her, I would be nothing. 

I kiss her eyes, her nose, her cheeks, her lips, and Jesus, they're soft, supple, sweet, and taste just like my Abby. I kiss her slowly, tentatively, and her scent wafts, and it's overwhelming. She doesn't kiss me back, but her body shudder. She wraps her arms around my neck and grabs a handful of my hair.

I press her body into mine, and I kiss her tenderly and nip her bottom lip for her to kiss me back. She opens her mouth, and I thrust my tongue in her mouth. Her taste, my Abby tastes just so rich and sweet.

I forget everything in the world, and all I want is to give her pleasure. She moans, gripping my hair. She finally kisses me back, and I groan in approval. I press my body into her, but it's not enough when my cock is throbbing inside my sweatpants. I cup her ass to let her feel my erection, and she wraps her legs around me. I carry her and let her sit on the kitchen island. I break the kiss, and we're both catching our breaths. She presses her forehead against my own, biting her bottom lip.

"Baby, I mean every word I said. I... I don't know how it happened, it's just happened so fast, and it's freaking me out. I'm new to this, to this feeling, to this life, to us, but I'm willing to sacrifice just to be with you. And I will do everything to make this work. If possible, I will move my work here and stay here with you. I can't leave you here, Abbygail. I can't live without you. I'd rather lost everything. Just let me prove to you that I love you so much. I'm afraid I might mess things up along the way, but please, give me a chance, give us a chance. I can't promise you without some fight because I'm an ass, but I'll never hurt you." I look at her in the eye and show her what I feel for her. 

"Say something, please?" My heart is pounding in my chest. I know she likes me, and I can wait for the time until she learns to love me back. I just want to hear it from her that she will accept my proposal. "You don't have to say it back. Just say that you will give us a chance." She's still silent, and it's freaking me out. I sigh. I need to take it slow, I guess. "Baby" Before I can say more, she crushes her lips into mine. 

She kisses me hard, with urgency, grabs my head, and wraps her legs into my waist. I kiss her hard and fast and shove my tongue into her. I untie her robe and let it fall from her shoulders and run my fingers on her neck down to her shoulders and her arms, and she shivers.

She's not wearing a bra, and I didn't notice it while we were drinking our wine. I caress her back, and she whimpers against my touch. I kiss her jaw to her jawline and suck her neck, she moans, grips my hair, and dug her nails into my scalp, and I love it when she does that.

"Babe."

I run my tongue in the valley of her breasts. I put her breast into my mouth, flicking her nipple with my tongue while cupping the other with my hand. I roll her nipple between my fingers, and I do the same when I'm done with her other. 

"Sebastian, I want you now, please?" she pleads. 

"Not done yet, baby. Patience." 

"Patience my ass. Please?"

I shush her. "Lie down your body a little bit."

She does what I said, but she raises using her elbows. 

"Bring me to bed, Sebastian." More like a command. 

"Nope. You're not good at following orders, baby. Now, behave."