Kesha’s POV

Sebastian looked so stressed and I felt bad but I was not going to give up, he started it, why did he agree to work for mom? Why did he ask me to make him do something? He should have just let me be.

I invited him to have lunch with me but he refused. I was starting to walk away but his stomach grumbled, he looked at me and finally agreed to come to eat with me.

Sebastian followed slowly behind me, "Where are we going?" He asked when we passed the cafeteria on the first floor. "Stop asking questions, I am not going to do anything to you," I said and looked at him for a reaction. "Not until you have eaten at least," I added and walked out of the building and towards my car.

"How do you always know where your car is parked without asking the valet?" He asked me. "Because it is always parked in the same position,"