"Fine," he says. He picks up his bag and says to CK, "I have what you were looking for."
CK's eyes flash and he nods, "I will be with you shortly."
Sebastian Teleports out before I get the chance to tell him to go via the door.
"What were you looking for?" I ask CK curiously.
"Nothing for you to worry about," he says shortly.
"If it's to do with the Regency, it is my business," I remind him sternly.
"It's not. I do, however, need to go and deal with this."
"But what about us?" I ask, a bit miffed off he's leaving.
He glances at Lincoln. "Have your fun, my sweet, then come back upstairs. Soon," he adds and Teleports back upstairs.
"Well, that was unexpectedly frustrating," Lincoln says, coming up behind me. "I was quite looking forward to seeing where that was headed."
"Mm, me too," I murmur as I turn in his arms, worried that CK seems so fine about leaving me here with another man. Especially during ‘his time’.
Lincoln leans down to kiss me, distracting me momentarily.
We hear a key in the door. I pull away quickly, ridiculously expecting Devon. I step forward.
"Lincoln? Oh, Liv. What are you doing here?" Scott, my assistant, asks in surprise.
"I live here," I snap, disappointed. "What are you doing here?"
"Mr. Savant called me this morning and asked me to come," he says, closing the door.
"He called you this morning?" I ask, confused how he got here so quickly.
He looks at his watch and sees it is 3 AM. "Sorry, I mean yesterday morning. I had a load of work to sort before I could leave," he says, pushing his glasses up his nose and sweeping his dark hair off his forehead in consternation, as he senses my anger.
I choke back a sob. "Yesterday morning?"
He nods warily, now picking up on my sorrow.
I look at Lincoln, who looks at me with pity. "He planned it. He didn't just go, he planned it. No wonder he wanted…" I put my hand to my mouth remembering his words: “I want it all.”
"Is everything, okay?" Scott asks.
Pulling myself together, I nod briskly. "Yes, fine."
"I thought you'd be upstairs with Mr. D'Arcangelo?" He points upstairs. Seems to be a thing now.
"Yes, I'm going back up in a minute. He's in a meeting."
"Oh. Well, it's late. If you don't need me for anything, Mr. Savant said I can use his room."
"Yes, that's fine, Scott. Good night."
"Good night." And off he goes into Devon's room.
I turn to Lincoln. "I guess I should…" I point and he nods.
"I suppose. Don't want to push my luck just when things seem to be getting better," he says, pulling me to him and kissing me. "I’m horny as hell though," he adds with a smile.