Granting One Last Wish novel Chapter 48

ABBY

Three weeks later...

"So when is the big day?" Becca asks while licking her ice cream from the spoon.

"They're still both busy fucking each other's brains out to remember choosing the date for their wedding," Trixie answers when she notices me still munching my ice cream.

We met every weekend since Trix has worked during weekdays, while I and Becca are busy shopping and wandering around the city. Seb is still Seb. He trustsBecca, but he can't stop calling me every ten minutes. One time Becca was irritated when my phone never stopped ringing. I didn't notice she turned the volume off, and I was shocked to see Seb was already in front of me. He tracks the location on my phone.

He was so angry at me, but when Becca admitted that it was her fault, he let it go. We had dinner together, including Becca and Lincoln.

"Is he that good in bed, Mack? You develop amnesia after orgasms." Becca wiggles her eyebrows with her smile so eager for my answer. 

I just roll my eyes. "I'm not gonna answer that. And stop calling me Mack. It's Abby now, and how about you? How's Patty? Did you already agree about going out with him?" She blushes. 

I know she likes Patrick, but Patrick is Patrick, so annoying. So she just ignores him. Trix looks surprised.

"Oops. Sorry. My mouth can't just shut up." I shrug as if it's an accident.

"Oh, my god. Did you fuck my brother? Oh, don't even answer. It's gross to hear his sexcapades." She waves her hand to Becca to stop answering. Becca is still blushing.

"Oh, my god. When did it happen? How come you didn't even mention you went on a date with him already? Becca?" I stop eating and focus my gaze on her. Trixie likes Becca, and they become friends after I introduced them.

"Oh, it's a just one-time thing. It won't happen again, but omigod, he's huge," she whispers the last words, and we all bark out laughing.

"Oh, my god. If Patrick is huge, what about Seb's? Gigantic? Come on Abby. Care to share the size?" 

I blush, and my face heats when Trix asks.

"How about you tell me about Mason's?" I raise my eyebrow.

"What about him?" she asks innocently.

"I see, you don't wanna share. Even you did it in the dark, you could still say if it's huge or small," Becca snorts. 

"Enough talking of men's sizes. Did you find an apartment yet?" I ask Becca when I notice I already finish my three scoops of ice cream, and I'm still hungry. Weird.

Am I that hungry?

"I found one not far from the school. I'm still looking for another though," Becca answers.

We already choose a college to attend next semester. Sebastian and Dad were happy at the school we picked.

"I can help Becca if you have a problem with the budget. Mom would be glad to hear about it, you know? If she's still alive, you know she likes you." I squeeze her hand.

She must have a little trouble with searching for a lower rent. Most of the apartments near the school are a little bit expensive. She can't have work until we start school because it wasn't her plan to transfer. She works there in Florida as part-time.

"Don't worry, Macky. If I'm short of budget, I'll let you know, promise." She squeezes my hand back. We even visited Mom two weeks ago.

"Good. you know I'm always here," I reassure her.

"We're here Becca." Trix agrees too.

Becca became independent since she moved to Florida. Although her parents are still sending her money for her tuition, she still worked to pay her bills. I talked to Seb if he could help me with Becca's internship. I told Dad as well, and they were both happy to hear it. 

"Thanks, both of you." She gives us a shy smile.

"How about you, Abby? Did Seb still insist on giving you a bodyguard?" 

I roll my eyes. "It's annoying. He's so persistent, but I can be a little persuasive, and I would convince him again to drop it. It's not funny, you know. What's more annoying is dad is on his side. I already told them that I'm safe now. I don't have a creepy stalker anymore." I shrug.

"How are you going to convince him by giving him BJ?" Becca laughs at her own words. I wrinkle my nose.

"They're just protective of you after what happened. You can't blame them. You have money to get a bodyguard or driver. Why resist?" Trixie's sad eyes look convincing, but I want a normal college life. I don't want everyone looking at me like I'm a royal princess. 

"I'm still hungry. Can I have another scoop of ice cream," I order for another scoop.

"We still have to eat dinner woman. Is Seb joining us?"

My mouth gapes. Crap. I forget to call him. I fish out my phone from my bag and dial his number. Thank god he doesn't call me yet.

"Baby, you forget me, haven't you?" 

I bite my lip. "Sorry. I didn't notice the time. Are you joining us for dinner?" 

He sighs. Not good. "I have to meet a client from overseas. He arrived this morning. I have to meet him for dinner. I'll make it up to you, I promise." He sounds apologetic.

"No biggie, Sebastian. I'm gonna have dinner with girls. Are you coming home early? Or I should not wait for you."

Please, say you'll come home early. 

"Baby, what's on your mind right now? You know even if I come home late, I can still give you a mind-blowing orgasm like before." 

I blush. Even just his words over the phone affect every organ in my body. "It's not like that, Sebastian." I bite my lip, both my friends are eyeing me.

"Then what is it, Abbygail? When I told you I couldn't join for dinner, you sound upset. I like making up to when you're an upset, baby. Ans you asked if I could come home early?"

Why do I feel always horny this past week? I just can't get enough of Seb. As long as we have time for sex, we always did and he always gave me earth-shattering orgasms.

"Nothing. You know I will always wait for you. That's it. I was just asking you if you could join us for dinner." 

"Fine. I'll be home before midnight. Enjoy with the girls. I love you, Abbygail."

"Take care, Sebastian. I love you." I put the phone back to my bag. I suddenly feel sad.

What's wrong with me? This must be a hormone.

Crap. I almost shiver. My jaw drops when I remember something. Oh, my God. This can't be possible. I feel cold clammy. My hands start to tremble.

"Are you okay, Abby? You look pale. Did Seb upset you? I swear if he hurts you, I will cut off his balls." Trix's eyebrows furrow. She gives me a query look. 

I can't tell them. I have to make sure of this first.

"I'm fine. He can't join us. He has to meet a client." 

They both look suspicious.