A thing

Chapter 37

Sebastian stood before his mirror wondering what to wear. Ava would be there anytime soon and while he wanted nothing more than to sweep her off her feet, take her to his bed and show her debauched things- very very debauched things- he had to okay it cool. Because he couldn't risk her running off to the hills the first chance she got. This was his one chance to fix the damned space between them and mend their friendship.

He dragged a hand down his face. Should he really wear a shirt? Did he have to? He was in his house for goodness sake. But Ava was easily distracted and even though he secretly loved being making her blush and very distracted, he didn't want her accusing him of seducing him or some shit like that.

If he took his shirt off around her, there was no telling what he could do.

But she's coming for the jacuzzi, his mind reminded. It was a bit hypocritical, wearing a shirt now when he planned to spend time, half naked with her in his fucking cozy Jacuzzi-

"Ah