Keeping Sean Company

Arabella's POV

I felt my face redden when I heard Sean's words that sounded sexy to me. I involuntarily swallowed, still holding on to the man's neck when he finally lowered me onto the bed in a sitting position.

I was confused but didn't say anything and let the man do whatever he wanted. Sean was now straightening the folds of the skirt I was wearing before resting his head on my thigh, taking a deep breath as he closed his eyes.

"Are you feeling better?" I asked, touching his forehead, which seemed to glisten from the drops of sweat and the light above us. I reached for a handkerchief to gently wipe his forehead, as well as the side of his face.

Sean shook his head, finally opening his eyes to look at me. "I'm still angry."

"Why? Didn't you tell me yourself that I should have fun with my brother today? Dallas also said that you promised not to interfere." I said, looking at him, who still looked sullen with one hand on his forehead.

"You always keep me informed if you're going anyw