Evelyn's POV
“What?”
“I said—take it off!”
Before I could even process, his hands went for the belt of my trench coat, yanking at the buttons.
I’m literally wearing nothing under this… still marked up from Julian’s kisses!
“Let go, Sebastian!” I struggled, pushing him back. Damn it—he was about to get leverage on me!
“I said—can you at least be decent, standing at my door this late?”
Maddie’s voice cut through, sharp as a “mean girl” in a teen movie. I swear, right then, her voice was more heavenly than a church choir. She was in black pajamas, looking pissed and bleary-eyed from staying up late, like some tiny demon—but honestly, to me, she was a literal angel.
I shoved Sebastian back, and he had no choice but to pause, smoothing his collar like a man who’d just been schooled.
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