Chapter 60

When I heard the shower running, I looked around at his messy bedroom. Funny how untidy his room was for a guy who cleaned houses for a living. I wished Seb didn’t have to do that anymore. I wished he’d go back to school, as he’d promised his mother before she passed away, but I couldn’t bring up the subject with him without causing him pain. I didn’t want to hurt his pride.

Sebastien rarely talked about his mother to me. I’d never met Mary-Anne because he’d always refused to introduce me to his parents while his mother had been alive. I’d only met Seb’s father months after her death and thatevening hadn’t gone well at all. His father didn’t like me.