When Sebastian and Rylee got outside the lobby, Jeff was pulled around front waiting for them. Ah, so that's who Sebastian texted. This man was a saint. He was always willing to drive whoever, whenever, wherever.

They were all about five minutes into their travels when Rylee spoke up, "so is anyone going to tell me where we're going?"

Immediately both Jeff and Sebastian shook their heads, smiles across their faces.

"Alright then." Rylee chuckled trusting whatever was going to happen. She was sitting in the middle seat to be closer to Sebastian and she leaned her head on his shoulder as they traveled down the highway.

Twenty minutes later, Rylee didn't realize where they were headed until they were practically already there. "Seb. Why are we at the airport?"

"We're starting your trip here over again," Sebastian said as he opened the door and hopped out of the car, offering Rylee a hand out as well, "You've only been here for like two days and have had way too much shit happen. So. We're doing a do over. I need you, to go in through those sliding doors, and then come back out."

Rylee laughed at how silly it seemed but she couldn't stop wanting to cry over the sentiment and how lovely it was. He was right. She was only here for two days and shit had already hit the fan quite a few times.

She walked through the airport lobby sliding doors and waited for them to close and then waited another minute for dramatic effect. While Sebastian waited patiently for her to come out, he leaned against the Tahoe.

Rylee walked out through the door, trying to stifle a laugh as she walked towards Sebastian.

"Ry!" Sebastian hobbled lightly in his boot closer to her, pulling her into a warm, tight embrace, "I've missed you so much." He showered her in light kisses all over her face, ending with his hands on her cheeks and a long deep kiss on her lips.

"Hi babe," Rylee finally got to see, with a sigh, lying her head on his chest as he rubbed light circles on her back.

"We're going to have the best week, but you know what else sounds fun?"

Rylee looked up at him, slight confusion crossing her features.

Sebastian leaned down closer to whisper in her ear, "Having sex on every surface of the hotel suite." He reached down to quickly smack her ass and then guided her towards the car as she let out a laugh, remembering him saying almost those exact words a few days ago.

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The next morning, Rylee woke up and was slowly reminded of moments from last night. How they came back to the suite and Sebastian held true to his promise, not only did they do round two of having sex on every surface, but they discovered new surfaces they hadn't used last time. She was still naked under the covers, reveling in it.

Rylee rolled over to see that not only was Sebastian out of bed, but he was at the door talking to someone. Soon enough, he walked back towards her with something. He was bare chested and only wearing a pair of grey sweatpants low on his hips, hair still a bit tousled from the events of last night. Good god did he look divine.

She pulled herself up, wrapping more of the sheets around her as she leaned against the headboard behind her.

"Morning beautiful. Room service just dropped this off," Sebastian said as he sat down on the bed next to her, offering her a tray with a variety of breakfast items.

He set down his tray as well, but stood up to disappear into the kitchen for a brief moment, returning with a small bottle of champagne.

He poured a bit into each of their orange juice glasses, "Can't be a hotel breakfast without mimosas," Sebastian laughed and winked.

He raised his glass up, waiting to tap his against hers.

"What are we toasting to?" Rylee asked as she held hers up.

"Um...to Sundays?" Sebastian said with a shrug.

"To Sundays." Rylee smiled, and tapped her glass to his, filling the quiet with a resounding echo of plinking glass.

They both ate together, discussing what the week entailed. Today was completely open for them to do whatever they wanted. Monday through Friday, there was always something going on, but there was also almost always free time in the evenings.

As they started finishing up their food, Sebastian put up a finger, signaling for Rylee to wait a minute while he stood up and left the room again. When he came back he had both his hands behind his back, "left or right?"

Rylee pondered it momentarily, "Umm...right."

He stuck out his right hand and in his palm in front of her laid a fortune cookie. "We forgot these on the table last night, so, better late than never right?" Sebastian smiled, sitting down beside her, leaning up against the headboard behind them, taking the other cookie that was in his left hand for himself.

Rylee cracked open her cookie and read the message aloud, "Even the toughest of days have bright spots, just do your best."

"Huh. Alrighty. What's yours?" Rylee said as she popped part of the cookie in her mouth.

Sebastian snapped his cookie in half and pulled the strip out, "Comfort zones are most often expanded through discomfort." He bit thoughtfully into a piece of his cookie.

"I mean, they're not wrong I guess," Rylee laughed as she finished up her last few bits.

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They spent the rest of the morning in bed, cuddled together, whispering so only the other could hear in the otherwise empty hotel suite. Passing along gentle, sweet touches between the two of them.

Eventually the lazy kisses started and soon Rylee was tracing around the dip of the v poking out from Sebastian's sweatpants. She wasn't sure if she would ever admit it aloud, but she absolutely adored this small portion of him. She didn't know why, but she could look at it, touch it, caress it all day.

Sebastian placed a tight grip on Rylee's waist, pulling her in closer, deepening their kiss, his tongue practically begging for entrance, to which she complied easily.

Sebastian leaned over Rylee, refusing to part their lips, he tugged down his sweat pants, to which Rylee was surprised he didn't have any boxer briefs on.

"Don't look at me like that, you heathen," Sebastian joked between kisses as he pulled his pants the rest of the way off, "you think I got up in the middle of the night to put on clothes?" He pretend scoffed at her, "I forgot that I had preordered breakfast so I threw on whatever was closest to answer the door."

In between kisses Rylee replied, "You talk too much." She dove further into kissing him, rolling on top of Sebastian, legs straddling either side of his hips as she leaned over him.

She ground her hips down into Sebastian's, initiating a moan from both of them almost simultaneously. Sebastian reached between them both and slid two fingers slowly into Rylee, already wet since the lazy kissing started earlier.

"Mmm. God Ry...always feel so good." He plunged his fingers in deeper, finding that soft spot that always makes Rylee fall apart. He pumped in and out a few more times before he pulled his fingers out and replaced them quickly with his length. Rylee immediately started a rhythm above him with her hips making him hit that soft spot over and over, pulling wanton moans from her lips.

Suddenly, Sebastian grabbed Rylee's hips and flipped her underneath him. The swiftness of how Sebastian changed positions led to him hitting a whole new spot that made Rylee see stars for a moment.

Sebastian linked his hands with Rylee's, holding them on either side of her head as he continued their rhythm.

He moved her hands closer over her head, now holding them both with one hand, he moved his other hand to Rylee's thigh, hiking it up to give him a better angle and grip, thrusting into her faster.

"Oh my god, Seb, yes! Don't stop!" Rylee practically begged as she could feel her core tighten. Her fingers wrapped tightly around his above her head, squeezing to get any sort of relief.

"Mmm. Cum for me, Ry.." Sebastian panted, coming close himself.

At his words, Rylee fell over the edge, her climax taking her over. After a few more heavy thrusts, Sebastian joined her bliss, a guttural moan escaping his lips as he went.

As they came down, Sebastian pulled out of Rylee and laid beside her, chest heaving lightly.

Rylee turned slightly to face him, she gently caressed his cheek with her hand, and pulled him closer for a long, passionate kiss.

Sebastian couldn't help but smile into the kiss. He was absolutely, irrevocably in love with this woman beside him. And if they just spent the entirety of their one day off in bed, he wouldn't be mad in the slightest.

"I am so in love with you Rylee Ann." Sebastian whispered affectionately in Rylee's ear, curling in close to her.

"And I'm so, so, so in love with you Sebastian." Rylee whispered back in return.

They did indeed spend almost the entirety of their Sunday in bed and they both wouldn't have had it any other way.

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💞

Ry

Rylee

Rylee Ann

I'm just going to

Blow up your phone

Until you respond

Sound good?

Great

💞

Alright I waited another ten minutes

You asked for it

A

B

C

D

E

🌻

OKAY YES HI HELLO DEAREST MOST LOVING BEST FRIEND OF MINE.

To what do I owe the pleasure?

💞

Hey. Do you guys want to get dinner?

🌻

THATS what all that was for?

💞

Don't you ditch me for your sexual debauchery...

💞

RYLEE

Incoming call

💞

(Accept) (decline)

"Yes, Alexa?" Rylee said into the phone, sans greeting, though she said it with a knowing smirk.

"Sexual. Debauchery. Rylee Ann." Alexa retorted, trying to sound like an overworked, underpaid, disappointed mother of six.

"Sebastian's in the bathroom." Rylee replied, hoping that would stave off Alexa's obvious nebby nature. If he's in another room, they can't be having sex.

"And where are you? The bathroom?" Alexa responded with a chortle through the phone.

"Whatttt do you neeeeed Alexa?" Rylee sing-songed out quickly.

"Dinner. Chris and I are famished. Pretty please come eat with us." Alexa begged through the phone like she was a little kid begging her parents for a puppy for Christmas.

Rylee hit the mute option on her phone and yelled across the suite, "Hey Seb, Chris and Lex want us to get dinner with them."

"Sure," Sebastian answered through the closed bathroom door, the shower still running quietly.

Rylee unmuted the phone, "He said he'd rather die, but if we must.." there was a pause for a moment and then Rylee laughed, not being able to stay serious for even a whole minute.

"But we're not doing any of that 'I don't care, you pick' crap back and forth for twenty minutes. You and Chris pick the food. Seb and I are just along for the ride."

"Deal." Alexa replied simply.

"Meet at your room in half an hour."

"Okay byeee" Alexa sing-songed and hung up before Rylee could respond.

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Just like clock work, half an hour later, Sebastian was knocking on the door with Rylee in tow. Chris and Alexa came out and they all made their way down to the parking garage and hopped into Chris' rental car.

As they all chatted in the car, Chris drove them to the restaurant Openaire. It was a beautiful building that looked like a greenhouse filled with beautifully set tables. Twinkling lights were strung amongst the ceilings and hanging plants, casting a mystic, whimsical glow throughout the space.

Rylee was in awe of the ambience and beauty as they were escorted to their table. Sebastian pulled out her seat for her, as Chris did the same for Alexa. Both Rylee and Alexa had always talked amongst themselves about how chivalrous and cheesy both the boys were but they both loved it.

A few minutes later, a waiter brought over a bottle of the house wine, a deep, sweet tasting merlot, and took their orders.

Once they were away from earshot of most people, Rylee leaned in, "This place is beautiful! Where'd you hear about it?"

"Anthony suggested it actually," Chris almost laughed, "he swore by it. I'd say he hit the nail on the head."

As they all talked amongst themselves, Sebastian poured Rylee and himself a glass of Merlot and then passed the bottle to Chris who did the same for Alexa and himself. They all toasted in the middle of the table, again, to Sundays and relaxing.

Soon enough their food was brought out and it looked and smelled absolutely divine. They all continued through their meals, happily chatting and drinking, Rylee's face becoming more flush as the evening carried on. Alexa's not far behind.

They ended up clearing out two bottles of wine between the four of them, though mainly it was just split between Rylee and Alexa. Chris was still driving home and Sebastian decided to leave it up to the girls to finish the bottles.

When they finished dinner and paid, they all stood up to leave but Rylee was visibly a bit wobbly on her feet. She hooked her arm through Sebastian's, allowing him to guide her through the sea of chairs and restaurant patrons. Alexa made it about ten steps away from their table before she caved and took Chris' offered arm.

When they got towards the exit, Rylee noticed that the restaurant had a small store attached that sold various little trinkets and tiny versions of the variety of plants they had strewn throughout the restaurant. "Sebastian," Rylee said, letting go of his arm briefly to carefully walk over and pick up a tiny spider plant, the pot and the plant being about the size of her hand, "we need this. Lookit how cute it is. We've gotta take him home."

"Him, huh?" Sebastian chuckled, trying to make sure Rylee didn't knock anything over.

"Yes. His names Jimmy. And we need to take him home." Rylee spoke seriously, her flushed cheeks making it hard to take her seriously.

"As you wish," Sebastian smirked as he plucked the small plant from Rylee's palm and handed it to the cashier. She put it in a small padded cardboard box for safe keeping and passed it back to Sebastian as he paid for it.

He turned around and held the box up for Rylee to see as she put her hands on her cheeks, her smile crawling from ear to ear. Sebastian loved how these small intricate little things in life could make Rylee so giddy.

When they finally made it outside there were a few paparazzi waiting, snapping pictures as they went. Rylee honestly didn't even notice. The wine running through her system had her laughing and enjoying her night with her friends, not worrying about anyone else. She kept a tight hold on Sebastian's bicep as they trekked down the street towards the car and made their way back to the hotel.

Maybe Sebastian was right about "starting the trip over", because today was the best day and she wouldn't have wanted it any other way.