I wanted to relax. I tried.
But each time I closed my eyes even for a moment, all I could remember was the heat of his skin, my lips on his jaw—unintentional, uninvited, unforgettable.
"Cecilia."
Sebastian's deep, almost lazy voice came from beside me.
I responded instantly, like a puppet on strings. "Yes, Alpha? What can I do for you?"
"Get me some water."
"Of course." I retrieved a bottle from the car's mini-fridge, opened it, and offered it to him.
Sebastian pushed it back toward me. "Here. Drink. Calm yourself. Don't overthink work-related... mistakes."
Outside the window, city lights glittered, casting multicolored reflections across my completely embarrassed face.
I looked straight ahead and took a large gulp as if it were vodka rather than water.
...
When we arrived at th
