The One Awakened: Book 1 in The One Trilogy

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Book: The One Awakened: Book 1 in The One Trilogy by Alexandra North Read Free Book Online
Authors: Alexandra North
legs. After pulling on an old faithful nightie I used purely for tanning purposes; I crawl into bed. The exhaustion of the week, and tonight’s events, hit me like a freight train. Amazing how the ball of anger still fires up in my belly when I think about Niall and the way he treated me, and most importantly his own son. Sebastian’s visit had brought everything back to the fore. I was finding it hard not to compare the two men and Sebastian was winning hands down. At least Niall was attempting to make a go of being a Dad to Finn - finally. Let’s hope it continued, because despite all his faults, I firmly believed that Finn needed to have Niall in his life; every child needs their father, no matter how flakey they were. Its the only reason I maintain any form of contact with him.
    As I climb into bed continuing my trail of thoughts, the sudden and vivid image of Sebastian in that bed next to me, gives me an ache low down in the pit of my belly, reminiscent of a night years ago in the Cave bar. I certainly hadn’t thought about that night in a long time - the night that changed everything. Hell - I haven’t thought about anyone like this in a long time - and certainly not my latest interest, Leo.  
    I am certain though that the direction in which my thoughts are heading has nothing to do with friendship and everything to do with pure unadulterated lust. I had just seen Sebastian in a totally different light and could still feel the tingles from the way he’d looked at me before leaving.
    “Everything happens for a reason Hun,” I tell myself quietly, looking up at the ceiling above, as I bite my lip and ponder on the idea forming in my naughty mind.  
    What if I asked Sebastian to be ‘The One’ - the one to break me in, so to speak, and spend the night with me?  
    It would be one night of amazing passion, with someone I trust. I know he wouldn’t want more - he never did. His sexual reputation was well-known by most so I could be guaranteed a fabulous night - something I’m so overdue. No, I’d definitely not have any fear of him wanting a relationship afterwards - he didn’t do relationships and that suited me fine - I only had room for one little man in my life!  
    Maybe then, I could get on with work and being a mother without feeling so bloody horny all the time. I don’t need a man! I just need a man for the night. I needed a rebound fuck.  
    Could I do it? Really? Put myself out there like that?  
    I’d rather the first time since my break-up be with someone who cares about me enough to take it slow. The more I think about it, the more I wonder why I hadn’t considered this before. He was the perfect choice for one night of desperately required, unadulterated passion. Could I really proposition the one true male friend in my life; would he say yes?  
    What if he didn’t want me?
    I twist my hair loosely around my finger, considering all scenarios’ and begin to elaborate upon my initial concept. The more I think about it, the more I think to hell with it - and just put it out there - the worst thing that could happen would be he said no.  
    You’ll never find out unless you pose the question to him.

     

After several hours of supermarket shopping and a kid’s birthday party, I’m ready for some me time. Finn had had his face-painted in full camouflage, and stealth-like in his approach, held his toy Uzi at me in pure delight before releasing a loud monotone barrage of machine pistol fire - pretty much all afternoon!  
    I’m now happy to bury myself in a deep luxurious bubble bath to sooth my aching body. Looking back, I agreed with the mum and host of the party, perhaps the guns hadn’t been the best party bag gift. I grin to myself at the memory of my son’s overzealous re-en-action of Rambo whilst moisturising my body to within an inch of its life, and settle down at my silver, shabby chic dressing table. He was now happily settled at my parents’ for the night and I could

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