Chapter 44
The last time we’d sat together on an airplane, Sebastien had taken advantage of the interlude to profess his undying affection. In stark contrast, he now settled into a seat as far from mine as possible, disappearing into his phone with all the facility of a teenager obsessed with candy crush.
“If you want...” I started, only to trail off when the professor didn’t so much as twitch an eyelash in response to my truncated suggestion. Back in that parking garage, he’d bonded us together in spite of the blood smearing my n***d body and the spark of murder in my eyes. But perhaps that reaction had been an example of species survival at its finest, perhaps Sebastien now regretted the permanence of the connection he’d instinctively forged between our two hearts.
Talk to him, my wol
