Sebastian
“I’m afraid I already have plans for Saturday,” I said, keeping my voice polite but firm.
Miss Hazel’s face fell, disappointment flashing across her features before she composed herself.
She leaned forward, dropping all pretense of playing hard-to-get. “That’s perfectly fine, Alpha Sebastian. I can accommodate your schedule, whenever you’re available. Perhaps we could give each other another chance?”
I let my smile fade slightly. No point in prolonging this charade.
“Miss Hazel, you’re an exceptional woman,” I said directly. “But we’re not compatible. I hope you’ve at least enjoyed dinner.”
“I did enjoy it,” she admitted, eyes fixed on mine. “I thought we might have a future together. i like you.”
I’m sorry.”
“Could you tell me what I did wrong?” she pressed, voice tinged with bewilderment. 1 thought things were going well.”
I shook my head. “It’s not about you. It’s my personal preference.”
Her scent turned bitter with disappointment. “May I ask what type of woman you’re Looking for, then? Your standards must be incredibly high.”
I opened my mouth to respond with something vague, something easy.
But then-her face slipped into my mind. Cecilia.I thought about how cute she looked that day, eating lasagna at my place.
And God, how I wanted her. I wanted her mouth on mine, not out of romance, but out of raw, aching need.
I wanted her fingers in my hair, her legs wrapped around my waist, her skin burning under my hands.
I wanted to hear her gasp when I pushed her too far, and then pull her back into my arms just to feel her tremble against me.
I cleared my throat-tightly, sharply-dragging myself back with effort. “Someone with a good appetite,” I answered, feeling my expression soften involuntarily.
Cecilia
I had demolished most of my dinner when I looked up to check on Alpha Sebastian’s progress with his date.
Their table was empty.
Where had they gone? I frowned, scanning the restaurant.
I called over the waiter to settle my bill.
Before he could reach me, a well-dressed man approached my table with a confident smile. “Excuse me, miss. May I get to know you?”
“No, you may not,” I replied without looking up.
“Perhaps we could just-”
“Not interested.”
paid quickly and texted Alpha Sebastian: Alpha Sebastian, you and Miss Hazel seemed to be connecting well. I’ll be heading home now.
I felt someone tap on my table twice.
Assuming it was another would-be suitor, I fired off my prepared responses without looking up. “Taken, not interested, go away.”
“What exactly are you taken by?” a familiar deep voice inquired.
I froze, my finger hovering over the send button-too late.
The message had already gone through.
Slowly, I raised my head to find Alpha Sebastian standing before me.
He glanced at his phone, reading my just-sent message with narrowed eyes. “Is your only aspiration in life to leave work early?”
I pretended to consider this seriously. “Well, there’s also becoming a billionaire.”
Alpha Sebastian laughed, shaking his head. “With that unmotivated attitude? Dream on.”
He walked away, and I grabbed my purse to follow him.
As we descended to the parking area, I didn’t dare ask what had happened with Miss Hazel. Their romantic prospects were none of my business, and I’d already interfered enough in his personal life.
Unfortunately, Alpha Sebastian had other ideas.
“What did you think of Miss Hazel, Cecilia?” His cool voice drifted from the back seat.
“Since you’re apparently my dating consultant now.”
Of course. The torment arrives right on schedule.


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