This was definitely not how Aria expected the evening to go. She was shocked to find herself actually enjoying the night—enjoying his presence.
Sebastian Beau Leclair was insufferable, as always. Arrogant. Witty. That maddening grin of his could drive a saint to sin. But there was something about him tonight that caught her off guard. He was… different.
Sure, he still knew exactly what to say to press her buttons. He had smirked at her annoyance when she walked too fast or when she glared at his casual suggestions to stop at every other food stall. He’d teased her mercilessly when she’d fumbled with her ice cream, a single drop of pistachio threatening to stain her dress.
But beneath it all, there was a sense of ease to him tonight. His sharp edges, usually honed for the battlefield of
