Chapter 593
That kiss seemed to last forever–hot, wild, and utterly indulgent. What started as a solo bath quickly became a steamy soak for two.
By the time they realized how much time had passed, the water had already gone cold. Sebastian lifted Caitlin out of the tub, rinsed them both off, and carried her out into the
bedroom.
The soft bed barely had time to recover from their last tumble before Sebastian launched a new round of passionate assault. Just as things were heating up again, the phone on the nightstand rang.
“I think I have a call…” Caitlin murmured breathlessly.
“Don’t answer it,” Sebastian growled. “I want you to think about nothing but me.”
Reaching for the phone to shut it off, he accidentally hit the wrong button–and answered the call instead. It went silent on their end, but the line remained open.
Elsewhere, in another room at the resort, Wendy had just walked in–furious.
“You liar! You said we were coming here to find Caitlin, but she’s not even here! Where is she?!” she snapped at Benjamin.
Wendy had been worried sick about Caitlin. As soon as she heard Caitlin was back, she insisted on seeing her. But Benjamin, true to form, had stalled her and dragged her to Cloudtop Resort under the promise that Caitlin was there.
Now she was livid, storming toward the exit.
Benjamin tried to hold her back.
“If you don’t believe me, just call her.”
“I *will* call her! And if you’re lying, I’ll castrate you!”
Benjamin winced as she threw him a deadly glare.
“That harsh? You’d really do that to me?”
“Try me!”
Wendy flopped onto the sofa and angrily dialed Caitlin’s number.
It rang a few times before connecting.
“Hello? Caitlin? Caitlin?”
No response. Only silence.
Wendy frowned and turned on speaker mode.
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Suddenly, a different kind of sound filtered through–breathy, low, unmistakably sensual sounds.
Wendy blinked, confused.
“What’s going on? Caitlin? Are you okay?”
No one answered.
She leaned in closer, trying to decipher what she was hearing.
“Is she… in pain? She sounds like–like something’s wrong…
Meanwhile, Benjamin loosened his tie. The temperature in the room seemed to rise by the second. He knew *exactly* what was going on on the other end of that call.
And so, he just sat back and watched.
“I think Caitlin’s in trouble. I need to go help her!” Wendy stood up in a panic.
But Benjamin swiftly snatched the phone from her and held her down on the sofa.
“What are you doing?! Didn’t you hear that? Caitlin needs help!”
Benjamin leaned in, eyes gleaming as he whispered,
“Wendy… you *really* don’t get it? That’s not pain. That’s what a woman sounds like when she’s with a man.”
“…What?”
“Think about it. A man and a woman. Alone. In a hotel.”
It finally clicked.
“Oh my God!” Wendy gasped. “Turn it off! Turn it off right now!”
Her cheeks turned scarlet as realization slammed into her. She covered her face, too mortified to look up.
Benjamin grinned devilishly. Instead of ending the call, he tossed the phone onto the bed.
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Wendy lunged for it, but he pinned her down again.
“Why the rush? I was enjoying the free show.”
“You pervert!”
She was both furious and flustered.
“Pervert? How would you know? Have you been spying on me?” Benjamin teased, boxing her in on the sofa with his arms.
“I haven’t-!”
“Oh, really? But you’ve touched me before. And I’ve helped you. I think we have some debts.
to settle.”
Wendy squirmed to escape but failed.
“By my count, you owe me at least a thousand kisses. Let’s start with one.”
His handsome face closed in on hers. Wendy’s eyes went wide as his lips captured hers in a breath–stealing kiss.
Time froze. The world went silent.
Her mind went completely blank.
Just as his kiss deepened, seeking more, Wendy pushed him away, breathless.
“No! We can’t do this!”
Benjamin looked stunned.
“What’s wrong?”
“Stay away from me!”
Wendy shoved him hard, her head colliding with his nose.
“OW-!”
He grabbed his nose, wincing in pain.
Wendy scrambled for the bed, grabbed her phone, and finally ended the call. The heated sounds stopped at last.
Turning around, she glared at Benjamin.
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“We can’t do this! We’re not right for each other. This needs to stop. From now on, let’s just not see each other again!”
She darted toward the door, but Benjamin caught her before she could open it.
“Did you forget our deal?”
“I didn’t-”
“No excuses. You promised that if I helped you find Caitlin, you’d be my date to the Jones Family Ball. You said it yourself.”
Wendy froze. He had her cornered again.
She hesitated, then said,
“Fine. I’ll go with you. But you can’t treat me like that again. You have to promise.”
“I promise! Ow, my nose… my head’s spinning. You definitely gave me a concussion.”
Benjamin slumped dramatically against her shoulder.
“You’re being ridiculous.”
“With a head like a steel ball? Of course I’ve got a concussion. Help me back to the bed. I feel faint…”
He really compared her head to a *steel ball*. Wendy seriously considered smacking him with something harder.
Meanwhile, after an intense and passionate session, Caitlin and Sebastian finally drifted into peaceful sleep,
By the time they woke again, it was already late afternoon.
Caitlin lazily reached for her phone–only to freeze when she saw the call history.
There had been a call from Wendy. Not just a missed call–it had lasted over twelve minutes.
She blinked. Then smacked Sebastian on the chest.
“You jerk! I told you someone was calling, but you didn’t let me answer. Look! It was Wendy!”
Sebastian caught her hand and kissed it.
“So call her back. Problem solved.”
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“It’s not just that! The call lasted twelve minutes! Do you *remember* what we were doing twelve minutes ago?”
He raised an eyebrow.
“So she might’ve heard us… making love? So what? Call it a free lesson.”
Caitlin groaned and facepalmed.
“You’re impossible!”
Laughing, she jumped out of bed, got dressed, and left to find Wendy–hoping desperately that she could salvage her dignity.