Rylee and Sebastian were separated the large majority of the next two weeks due to work schedules and filming conflicts and it was taking a small toll on Rylee. They didn't really see each other during these past two weeks. Rylee was exactly right during their call when he first found out his schedule. When she woke up he had just come home to sleep and when she was going to bed, he was waking up and heading to work.

She missed Sebastian, but she was excited that they were going to be able to go to dinner together tonight. They weren't going anywhere exciting, they were meeting at a little dive bar tucked onto a side street, but she was still giddy nonetheless.

As she laid on the couch, her phone vibrated with a message, but a frown quickly took over her face.

😍

Hey babe, do you mind if Chris and Anthony meet us for dinner?

❤️

Sure, I guess.

😍

Great

And there it was. She didn't like being passive aggressive, but she absolutely just wanted time for the two of them, and she was immediately disappointed. She loved the guys from Sebastian's work, she considered Chris and Anthony her own friends as well, but she really wanted time with Sebastian. She was pulled from her thoughts by another text.

😍

Oh, I think Daniel and Tom were going to pop in too.

Fucking great, she thought to herself, pouting at her phone.

❤️

K.

She kind of hoped he'd catch the hint. She wasn't the type of person to just say "K."

😍

Cool

Rylee was getting upset now. How could he not just want some alone time with me? Why do like five other people need to show up?

😍

Love you, see you in a bit

Rylee was feeling petty at this point, not even really wanting to answer. She tossed her phone on the side table and went to get a shower.

She was halfway through rinsing out her conditioner when she decided she didn't even want to go to dinner anymore. When she finished in the shower, she threw her wet hair up into a towel, wrapped a towel around herself and padded out to the living room to grab her phone. She started typing a message to Sebastian.

❤️

Hey, I'm gonna stay home.

😍

Oh. Okay. Everything alright?

❤️

Yep. Go have fun with your friends.

Oooo. Did I just actually use that line? Oh well. It's true. I'm allowed to be annoyed.

😍

Rylee.

❤️

Sebastian.

😍

Are you sure you're alright?

❤️

Superb.

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Sebastian was sitting back in his chair next to Chris and Anthony, waiting for the scenery and props to finish being set for their next scene. The three of them were chatting away.

"Rylee and I finally get to have dinner together for the first time in," Sebastian paused to reflect, "two weeks? I think."

"Nice where are you guys going?" Chris asked.

"Jimmy's down on 4th."

"Huh. Never been." Anthony mentioned.

"Oh you should definitely come."

"You sure you don't wanna just do a 'you-and-Rylee' dinner?" Anthony questioned.

"I think she'll be game." He took out his phone to text Rylee about it.

😍

Hey babe, do you mind if Chris and Anthony meet us for dinner?

❤️

Sure, I guess.

😍

Great.

Sebastian put his phone in his pocket and confirmed to Chris and Anthony. "She said sure." The men nodded when Daniel and Tom strolled onto set and heard talks about dinner. "Care if we tag along?"

"Sure, why not." Sebastian decided, taking out his phone to text Rylee again.

😍

Oh, I think Daniel and Tom were going to pop in too.

❤️

K.

😍

Cool

Love you, see you in a bit

He put his phone away and finished filming what was left that they needed for the day. It was getting a little later than Sebastian wanted but they were all starting to get ready to head out. He was excited to be heading out to see Rylee and hang out with his friends. His phone vibrated in his pocket and he tapped it open, but his face fell into a frown as he read the message he received.

❤️

Hey, I'm gonna stay home.

😍

Oh. Okay. Everything alright?

❤️

Yep. Go have fun with your friends.

What the hell? Am I reading that right or am I thinking too far into it? She seems like she's being really short right now...

😍

Rylee.

❤️

Sebastian.

😍

Are you sure you're alright?

❤️

Superb.

Yep. Definitely pissed about something. Fuck.

"Chris. Why does this whole chain of messages feel passive aggressive?" Sebastian asked, handing his phone to Chris to read. He combed through it, making a face, and matter of factly said "Cause it is dude. She seems annoyed...or pissed off...seems like she isn't a fan of everyone being there."

"But...it's just dinner." Sebastian stated.

"I dunno man. I'mmm not gonna get in the middle of it." Chris responded as he handed Sebastian back his phone. "We can go grab dinner another time if you wanna make it just you two."

"Nah, everyone's already looking forward to it. It should be fine."

Sebastian scratched at the back of his head, frustrated. It's just dinner. What's the big deal. He decided not to respond back to her snarky-sounding "superb" message, he'd talk to her later about it.

Over the next two hours, Sebastian tried to enjoy himself with his friends but most of the time he was stewing over Rylee's messages, becoming annoyed himself.

She never cared if they joined before. Why care today. And why not just say no. Why be passive aggressive about it all. She's never done that before.

"You alright Sebastian?" Daniel asked across the table, bringing Sebastian out of his daze.

"Yeah, just got a lot on my mind." He responded simply, furrowing his brow.

The men soon finished up their meals and parted ways. Sebastian drove home, still feeling some type of way. He was irritated.

He walked into the dark apartment and was surprised by the near silence. The only thing making noise was an infomercial on the living room tv. He could see Rylee's socked feet sticking off the side of the couch but he wasn't sure if she was awake.

"Back already?" Rylee's words cut through the air like a knife through warm butter. She kept her eyes on the tv.

"Yeah.

"You have fun with your friends?"

"...So is that what this is?" Sebastian cocked his hip and crossed his arms.

"What." Rylee sat up from her spot on the couch.

"Are you pissed cause I invited my friends to the bar?"

"Oh what? It wasn't that obvious? I figured you'd catch a freakin hint. Yeah. Im a little fucking pissed." She threw her hands up in frustration.

"Rylee. It's just dinner. What's the big deal?"

Rylee stood up now, looking at Sebastian.

"I thought dinner would just be us! I didn't want an entourage! You get to see them all the time at work, we haven't seen each other in basically two weeks and our party of two had to turn into a party of six?

"If you didn't want them to come why did you fucking say yes then Ry! I'm not some fucking mindreader!"

"I figured it was kind of obvious that I didn't want anyone else there! But I guess not!

"No, cause I don't do passive aggressive shit, Ry. And I didn't think you did either. We can talk like adults."

"So what's that supposed to mean? Am I not mature enough for this conversation then?"

Sebastian was about to retort but stopped and took a breath. "I...am going to go get a shower...and step away from..."he gestured openly with his hand in between them, "whatever this is at the moment."

"Yeah. Okay..." Rylee rolled her eyes and turned around to walk back to the couch.

He walked away, running his fingers through his hair, ruffling it, trying to gain some calm.

He stripped down and climbed in the shower, cranking the heat of the water to relax his tense muscles. The steam flowed through the bathroom, fogging the mirrors, and helping Sebastian catch his breath.

He stood under the water a while longer, just thinking. He understood why Rylee was upset. But he didn't appreciate how it was handled. Rylee was above all this passive aggressive-ass shit.

He turned off the water and wrapped a towel around his waist, drying his hair quickly with a smaller towel. He leaned onto the sink and looked at himself in the mirror, prepping for his return to the living room.

He stood up straight and walked out of the bathroom and headed for the dresser in the bedroom where he changed quickly into his boxer briefs and a pair of basketball shorts.

He walked back out to the living room and saw Rylee was still on the couch, but now she was sitting up, legs criss crossed beneath her. He padded his way to the couch and sat on the other side, still giving her space. He sat sideways on the couch, facing her, sitting on one of his legs while the other hung to the floor.

Rylee's face had settled into a scowl, but she looked sadder now, instead of angry.

"Can we start this all over again..." Sebastian said quietly.

Rylee hesitated for a moment, but silently nodded, waiting for him to continue.

"I'm sorry I ruined our dinner plans. At the time, I thought it would be alright. We've had dinner with the boys plenty of times and I didn't think anything about inviting them." He placed his elbow onto the back of the couch and leaned his head against his open palm.

"But I basically haven't seen you in like two weeks Sebastian! I wanted us to have a nice night, just the two of us. I've missed you a fucking lot, and tonight made me feel like you didn't really miss me much...like tonight was just some regular old night." She twisted a small swirl into the the bottom hem of her shirt.

"Rylee...you think I haven't missed you? Fuck, ask Chris, the first thing I said to him when I saw him this afternoon was that I get to have dinner with you today. And I was over the moon to see you for the six whole minutes I got to see you at Round Corner last Tuesday. Believe me. Our face time calls have been the one thing getting me through this shitty ass schedule, and I'm not just talking about the extracurricular ones either," he smirked, causing her to smirk as well.

"I fucking love you, Rylee Ann Summers. And if you think for one damn second that I wouldn't have been all over you at dinner even with the guys around, you're crazy.

Rylee flushed from her neck the whole way to her ears at Sebastian's comment.

"Sebastian."

"I know tonight was important. And I'm sorry. I fucked up. But can we agree that next time the petty bone in our body starts to vibrate, we talk about what's going on instead of being passive aggressive? I'd honestly rather get yelled at...or slapped...or something."

Rylee nodded, "I'm sorry too. I shouldn't have gone off the rails. I should've just talked about it. But God, these past few weeks have just been so rough, they really took me over. I feel like some little kid...being so desperate to see you and have your full attention. Its embarrassing." Rylee covered her face with her hands, but Sebastian put his open hand on her leg.

"It has been rough...Believe me, I know. You deserve my full attention, and I deserve yours." Sebastian stated, gently pulling Rylee's hands from her face. "Which leads me to my idea for fixing today."

Rylee raised an eyebrow at him, wondering what he's planned.

"Did we get angry enough for make up sex? Cause I feel like we did." Sebastian leaned over to start kissing Rylee, slowly going from her lips, to her cheek and down her neck, punctuating his words with each kiss and movement, "So. How about. We move. To the bedroom. And then later. We go to Frankie's. For dessert."

"I think so. I was pretty livid," Rylee answered as Sebastian continued nipping at her neck, "And if we make it ice cream from Glen's for dessert, I think you've got a deal."

Sebastian stood up, offering a hand to help Rylee off the couch as well. When she stood up, he crashed his lips into hers, tongue practically begging for entrance, and Rylee immediately complied.

She hopped up, wrapping her legs behind him as he grabbed hold of her ass to keep her balanced. She looped her arms around his neck melting into him. He easily carried her up the stairs to the bedroom and lowered her onto the bed.

He pulled down his shorts and boxers in one swoop as Rylee quickly started discarding her clothes as well, in between kissing, making it a point to not separate their bodies.

Sebastian was going to reach for the side table drawer for a condom but Rylee stopped him. "No, I wanna feel you." Her words immediately shot to Sebastian's core, going from half-hard to almost painfully hard now.

"Fuck, Rylee," he dove back down to kissing her deeply. Rylee wrapped her arms back up around Sebastian's neck, holding him close.

Sebastian snaked his hand down between Rylee's thighs and slipped his fingers along her folds, slowly dipping in, easily finding her clit to massage.

She moaned into Sebastian's mouth as he continued his movements with both his mouth and his fingers, picking up his pace. He could feel Rylee tensing below him, getting closer and closer to her climax already. He pulled his hand out, much to Rylee's dismay, and pumped himself a few times, slowly replacing the emptiness she felt with his cock.

He gave her a moment to adjust to the size difference and then began a steady rhythm. He could feel her so much more and the sensation was completely different without a condom. It was euphoric.

"Oh my God, Seb." Rylee panted into his ear. With each thrust, Sebastian continually hit her spongy sweet spot. He leaned in closer, nipping back at where her neck and shoulder meet. He made himself room to grasp at her breast, tweaking her nipple between his thumb and finger, causing her to gasp out a quiet moan.

He always loved every one of her reactions, big or small.

"God I know baby. You feel so good. So fuckin' good." He continued thrusting, feeling her clench around him.

"I-I'm gonna — God Seb, I'm gonna cum. So good. So so good." Rylee scratched her nails down Sebastian's spine as she hit her climax, falling over the edge.

Sebastian loved when Rylee raked her nails up and down his back, it always sent a hot surge to his core, and this time was no different. The way that her body tensed, and having her nails on his back, sent Sebastian over the edge as well, cumming soon after Rylee.

They took a moment together, coming down, breathing heavily as he pulled out and laid next to her, pulling her into his arms.

"So, how about Glen's?" Sebastian smirked.