Even though May was not at home, the same feeling of being unwelcomed enveloped me.
“I'll get you something to drink," he offered, turning away before I could even refuse.
I made my way and settled on the couch, taking a closer and careful observation of the luxurious interrior—a sight I missed during my first visit.
Sebastian returned with a glass of wine, filled with a sky blue liquid.
My mouth watered at the sight of it, but something else soon caught my attention.
His bare chest.
His biceps looked firm and defined—something I didn't think I noticed in our first night together. I swallowed hard, my heart raced as I fought hard to take my eyes off him.
He approached with a mischievous grin—like he got the reaction he wanted from me.
Finally, I snapped out. Stood up In an attempt
