Alessia’s POV
An i***t.
That’s what I felt like as I walked into the elevator and rode down, did the walk of shame to the front door, and entered the car he had prepared for me.
My eyes stung with tears but I kept telling myself not to cry.
It wasn’t worth it and if I were being honest? What did I actually expect? That the kiss would mean something to him?
He was Sebastian Kane for f***s sake!
I sat in the back seat with my bag in my lap and my eyes on the city passing outside the window and I did not think about what had just happened. I was very deliberately not thinking about it. I was looking at the lights and the traffic and the people still moving on the pavements at this hour and I was thinking about absolutely nothing at all.
His hand on my waist.
I was thinking about nothi
