Chapter26

#Chapter26

I realized that this was the first time I was nervous to talk to Sebastian.

There was a time that I'd been scared of him but I'd never been nervous.

Maybe it was because this was the first time I was actually asking him for something. Something I really wanted.

He leaned against the kitchen counter, hip propped against the marble. He was reading a newspaper, a steaming mug of coffee clutched in one hand.

I stepped into the kitchen somewhat timidly. At once his eyes lifted from the newspaper.

His severe face changed when he saw me, the harsh lines immediately softening.

He tipped his head in greeting.

He reached for the white ceramic mug I'd been using from the counter and started pouring coffee from the coffee-maker into it. I silently watched as he poured just the right amount of milk and two cubes of sugar before he handed it to me.