Elise's pov
I was moving.
Or rather being placed on something.
I woke up with a start. The surface beneath me was soft as I blinked up to find Sebastian’s face hovering about mine, a sheepish look replacing the mischievous look I was used to.
“Sorry,” he murmured as he set me gently down on what felt like a couch. “Didn’t mean to wake you.”
I sat up, blinking the sleep from my eyes. “It’s fine,” I whispered, smoothing my dress. “I couldn’t have slept properly in this anyway.”
My gaze darted around, and realization struck. “Wait… where are we?”
He awkwardly rubbed the back of his neck. “My place,” he admitted, sounding almost shy. Then words tumbled out in a rush. “You were asleep, and you looked so… peaceful. I didn’t want to wake you just to ask for an address. I swear I didn’t bri
