#Chapter17
My eyes followed his every move.
Sebastian was sitting on the living room sofa and I watched him from the kitchen.
I swallowed.
This is wrong Angelica.
You shouldn't be checking out a man while he bandages his shoulder.
/"Well it's not my fault.'' I muttered to myself.
How on earth Sebastian managed to make bandaging his own shoulder look sexy was beyond me.
He finally finished up and I averted my gaze just in time to avoid getting caught.
He finally headed towards the kitchen. Towards me. And my heart did a little flip.
He wordlessly reached to open the cabinet and took out two plates and mugs before setting them down on the kitchen island.
We had developed an easy routine. Every morning I made breakfast and he set the table. We ate together. He didn't talk much but he always complimented my cooking which had me jumping with joy on the inside.
We settled down and started to eat.