Cecilia's pov
I curled up on the sofa after dinner, staring at my phone. The chat screen with Liam remained open, my fingers hovering uncertainly over the keyboard. I must have typed and deleted at least four different messages.
What was Sebastian Black's game? First he gave me his measurements, then he just went silent? Was this some kind of power play?
I sighed, tossing my phone aside. Whatever Sebastian's intentions were, they hardly mattered. Once this suit situation was resolved, our lives would never cross paths again.
Footsteps approached from outside the living room. I quickly closed the chat window and uncurled my legs, trying to look casual.
Xavier stormed through the doorway, his face like a thundercloud. "Where are all your clothes? Your shoes? Your jewelry? Your bags?" Hi
