Sebastian (The Beck Brothers #2) by Andria Large Page B

finally did, he found the number he wanted and hit the call
button.
     
    His mother answered on the second ring.
"Sebastian? Is everything alright?" she asked, concerned.
     
    "I'm smashed." Sebastian
slurred. "I just wanted to tell you something before I pass out."
     
    "Okay, honey, what it is?" Anne
said gently.
     
    "I forgive you. I don't wanna fight
with you anymore," he murmured.
     
    "I don't want to fight with you
either, Sebastian," she croaked.
     
    "I'm glad you've changed for the
better, Mom. I like you much better this way."
     
    "You know something, Sebastian, I
like me better this way too,” his mom said. He could hear the smile in her
voice.
     
    Sebastian smiled and closed his eyes
because they were becoming just too damn heavy to keep open. "Love you,
Mom. I gotta go."
     
    "I love you, too, sweetheart,"
Anne said softly.
     
    They said goodbye and Sebastian just let
the phone drop into his lap. Blackness took over, and he welcomed it.
     
     
    ~~~~~
     
     
      Raelynn banged for the millionth
time on Sebastian's apartment door. She knew he was there because she could
hear him snoring on the other side. She hasn't spoken to or seen him in a few
days, and she wanted to make sure he was okay. Plus, Jared called her and asked
her to check on him because he didn't show up for his appointment today, and he
wasn't answering his phone.
     
    Bang-bang-bang .
     
    Raelynn heard Sebastian groan.
     
    Bang-bang-bang.
     
    "Sebastian! Open the door!" she
called.
     
    "I'm coming, dammit! Keep your
panties on!" he yelled back.
     
      Raelynn heard him grumble
something else and then slow, heavy footsteps started toward the door. A moment
later, the lock clicked, and the door opened. Raelynn gasped at Sebastian's
disheveled appearance. He was in a pair of wrinkled black dress pants and a
rumpled white button down dress shirt. The top two buttons of the shirt were
undone, and one side of the bottom was un-tucked. His blonde hair was a mess,
and his jaw was covered in heavy scruff. His eyes were barely open, and he
reeked of alcohol.
     
    "Jesus, are you okay?" Raelynn
asked, walking in and shutting the door behind her.
     
    "Never fucking better,"
Sebastian grunted, shuffling over to the brown leather recliner in his living
room.
     
      He flopped down into it and pulled
the lever back so that his feet were up. He still had his shoes on. He must
have gone to his ex-wife's funeral yesterday. Shit. How much had he had to
drink last night? Raelynn got her answer when she moved into the living room
and saw a practically empty bottle of Jack on the floor next to the recliner.
     
    Raelynn picked up the bottle. "How
much was in here when you started?" she asked, holding it up and tilting
it slightly, as she looked at the little bit left in it.
     
    Sebastian cracked one green eye open to
look at her. "It was brand spankin' new, baby," he grinned lazily.
     
    "You're still drunk, aren't you?"
she asked dryly.
     
    "Possibly." He shrugged and
closed his eye. "I could have still been asleep, too, if you hadn't come
bangin' on my fucking door."
     
    "Sebastian, it's 4:30 in the
afternoon. I figured you’d be awake," Raelynn replied, rolling her eyes.
     
    "You figured wrong." He
pointed out.
     
    "Jared called me. You missed your
appointment today. He was worried," she said.
     
    "Ah, shiiit," Sebastian
groaned. "Alright, I'll call him in a few minutes. In the meantime, why
don't you get naked and come ride me." He smiled and glanced up at her
with his glassy green eyes.
     
    Raelynn barked out a laugh. That comment
came out of nowhere comment. "You're crazy." She chuckled.
     
    "You already knew that, sweet
cheeks,” he said with a devilish smirk.
     
    Raelynn shook her head. "Why don't
you go take a shower before you stink up your whole apartment?"
     
    "Only if you come with me."
     
    "Forget it, Sebastian, not gonna
happen."
     
    "You know you want me," he
said, wagging his eyebrows at her.
     
    "Oh my God, I'm leaving,"