CHAPTER 35

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I step aside and invite Sebastian into my hotel room. My fingers tap nervously against the ivory wood of the door, and my eyes flicker back and forth from him to the rest of the room as he pushes himself off from the door frame to let himself inside. The only sound comes from the rain outside.

I close the door gently, "If I knew you'd be coming by I would have cleaned up a bit," I admit shyly.

"What is there to clean?" he replies, scooting the desk chair in.

I chuckle, "Yes, I guess you're right."

He makes his way to my bed and sits down comfortably on the edge, the complete opposite of what I'm feeling right now. I try to study his face without being too invasive--he's calm, content, but a little eager.