Chapter 7
“You didn’t have to drive me,” I said into the silence of Sebastien’s vehicle an hour later. “It’s a short walk and I’m not due to open up the coffee shop for a while yet.”
As I spoke, I shivered at the chill that drifted down the mate bond and into my gut. Despite the harmony with which Sebastien and I had rinsed our dishes a few minutes prior, I couldn’t help feeling like we were running a three-legged race while irrevocably out of step.
Sure enough, unanswerable questions hovered in the ensuing silence. “Why are you here? What are you up to? What really happened last night?” Sebastien wanted to ask.
When he actually opened his mouth to speak, though, my companion merely asked: “Do we have time to swing by wherever you’re staying and pick up your things?”
Unfortunately, ev
