The brunch was hell. Going on a honeymoon is going to be like burning in an inferno. Resisting Sebastian to win a bet and keep my pride is going to be unbearable.
The hotel had our bags brought to this room, so Sebastian and I have been spending the last hour getting ready before our flight and avoiding each other. Well, I’ve been avoiding him. He’s been as obnoxious as possible, trying to get me to f**k him in this bed before we leave.
Not going to happen.
And as beautiful as this hotel is, if I was going to use my one night in the sack with Sebastian, I wouldn’t use it now, I’d wait until I get to Hawaii.
Nope—get those thoughts right out of my head. Sebastian and I are not happening. I’m not f*****g him again. The first time was a mistake. If I f****d him again, it would mean I’
