𝐋𝐚𝐬 𝐕𝐞𝐠𝐚𝐬 ❺

Chapter 21

Las Vegas, Day 20

Steve didn’t sleep last night. After the boring dinner, everyone headed back to their room. Sharon attempted to seduce him but he told her he was tired. They took shower separately and she was quickly asleep. Steve stayed awoke all night, feeling empty and his heart was arching.

When the new day came, he was still relentless. The fact that he was away from Natasha was driving him insane every minute. Even when his fiancée was sleeping in his bed, all he saw was Natasha, moaning and writhing.

God, he couldn’t stop! He knew it was wrong to think about her but she was the only thing that kept his sanity right now.

Steve was now standing in the art corner in his suite, gathering every painting in one place. He needed to ship everything back to LA. Sharon woke up 20 minutes later after he finished sorting out everything.

“Babe, what are you doing?” Sharon sleepily asked.

“Prepare to ship everything back to LA. We have only two days left here.”

“When will the mover come?”

“About an hour.”

She hummed her respond before getting out of bed to take a shower. She asked if Steve wanted to join her or not, he declined and lied that he still had to call Phil and Melinda.

“Phil will be delight to see you finally has your new collection out.” She said from the bathroom.

“Yeah, he would.” Steve replied. “Will you come the opening night of my new collection?” He asked hopefully.

Steve had a lot of hope in Sharon. He believed that she would give him some of her precious time. He believed that the time they were away from one another could at least made her see any value in him or appreciated what he was doing.

But it was just an illusion. False hope that he gave to himself.

"I can't promise you on that Steve. You know I'm always busy at work."

"I know."

Natasha would probably be there for him. Steve thought. She will be there for him if she was it Sharon's place. Natasha would give all the love and support that he needed.

Steve shook his head and took his mind away from the red head that haunted his mind but the more he tried, the more the image of her became clearer and clearer. When he heard the bathroom door open, he snapped his head to see Sharon with only a towel around her. That should easily get him a hard on but it didn't. All he saw was Natasha and the thought made him snapped his head back to the phone in his hand.

"Maybe you should getting ready, honey." Sharon said as she went to her luggage. "Is there still any room for me in your closet?"

Shit! Nat's clothes were all over the place. Steve just realized that and it made him sweat in anxiety. “I will clear some space up but we will go home in a couple day, you don’t have to put your clothes in the closet to be honest.”

“You’re right.” Sharon agreed and walked her way to her fiancé and hugging him from behind. “What would I do without you?” She said, pressing her lips on his shoulders and neck.

But the touch only made Steve tense up. It was so unfamiliar for him. Sharon never did this and it was weird. Steve pulled away from her. “You seem to do fine without me.” He faked a joke. “

She laughed. “Don’t be silly, honey. You know that I need you.”

“Do you love me?” Steve asked, hoping to hear she said it for the first time.