Cecilia's pov
Sebastian gazed at my face, beckoning with his hand."Come here."
I glanced at the small distance between us. We were already close in the back seat of the car.
"I think I'm good right where I am," I said primly, straightening my posture."Let's talk about what matters first."
Sebastian reached for me, his large hand wrapping around my wrist.
"I'm not asking you to come over so I can kiss you silent and stop you from talking," he said with a hint of amusement.
The tug-of-war was embarrassingly one-sided.
Before I could protest further, I found myself pulled onto his lap.
The heat of his body was immediate, like I'd just parked myself on a sunlit leather seat in July.
"So," I cleared my throat, trying to maintain some semblance of dignity."You tricked me, and I kept som
