SEBASTIAN
She stands there at the door for several seconds, her cheeks slightly pink. She’s looking past me at her things and then she walks into the room and grabs the bag and sneakers. It isn’t until she starts to walk around me that I realize she plans on leaving and I panic. I saw the way she was looking at me, and I can smell that she’s turned on, so what’s going on? It takes only two long strides to get to the door before she does. Placing both my hands above her head, I hold it shut, caging her in.
“Open the door. I don’t want to use my magic on you,” she says calmly.
“Listen to me-“
“No. I thought I made myself clear. I can’t keep doing this with you.” My heart nearly breaks at how small her voice sounds.
“I know and I’m sorry. I’m sorry for the other night. Let me make it
