My Beautiful Obsession, Chapter Seventeen, part four

“Oh, baby,” she whispers, her lips parting. “My sweet, beautiful, precious lad. I want only to cherish you, to protect you, to pamper you. To give you everything I can.” Her eyes search mine. “Is that so very wrong? Is that such an unwelcome, unwanted thing to you?” “No….” “Then stop running from me, Bash,”…

My Beautiful Obsession, Chapter Seventeen, part three

I see her feet as she crosses the room, and I brace myself- But she just bends and picks up my phone, then hands it to me. “Here,” she says. “Look.” The screen shows a whole list of text messages I’ve missed.  From Lark. I’m tempted to turn the car around right now. Sebastian, if…