Cecilia's pov
"Mr. Locke?"
My voice came out as a shocked whisper.
What on earth was Zane Locke doing at my parents' doorstep at this hour?
Considering my mother's earlier comments about my relationship with Sebastian... God, please don't let this be some weird soap opera drama where they had a past.
No, that was impossible. My parents had been devoted to each other for decades.
There couldn't be some ridiculous former flame situation happening here.
Zane's eyes brightened when he saw me, joy spreading across his features in a way that made me instantly uncomfortable.
"Ms. Moore! What a pleasure to see you again," he said with surprising warmth.
I managed a polite smile while mentally screaming: *You showed up at MY house--how could we NOT see each other?*
"Mr. Locke," I said car
