By the time he'd processed what happened, he'd already thrown himself over Naomi.
"No, this happened because of me." Naomi lowered her eyes, her voice going soft. "I owe you something for this."
She half-expected Sebastian to wave it off politely. Instead: "How exactly do you plan to thank me?"
Naomi blinked, caught off guard, then recovered. "What did you have in mind, Mr. Cole?"
Sebastian's eyes settled on her. Watching her pick through her words this carefully, something in his chest tightened unpleasantly.
Is she scared of me? Or is this her being upset that I still haven't recognized her?
No she lost that memory in the accident. She has no idea we've already met.
Take this slow.
"Ms. Hart. I'd say we're friends at this point, wouldn't you?" Sebastian answered a question with a
