Sebastian’s breath caught. “Where did you see her? Did she see us leave the restaurant together?”
“At the door. She was standing outside, soaked all over. She looked totally miserable,” Neal said, thinking back. “Yeah, she definitely saw us. We made eye contact.”
“Turn around. Go back to the restaurant.”
Sebastian’s voice was low and tense as he told the driver what to do.
The Bentley tore through the rain, but by the time they pulled up to the restaurant, Reese was long gone.
“She must’ve walked off in this downpour… That rain’s brutal,” Neal muttered.
Sebastian suddenly cut him off, voice cold. “Get out.”
Neal stared at him. “You want me to get out? It’s pouring...” He caught the icy look on Sebastian’s face, sighed, and tapped the driver. “Just stop at the club over there.”
He mumbled to himself, “Can’t keep my mouth shut, can I?”
Meanwhile, Reese got home. She took a hot shower, made herself some cereal, and had just sat down to eat when the doorbell started ringing.
She glanced at the monitor in the hallway. Sebastian’s face stared back at her, and her mood soured instantly.
She didn’t want to answer. Quietly, she sat back down, figuring if she just ignored him, he’d think she wasn’t home and leave.
But the doorbell kept going, over and over, for almost ten minutes.
She had no choice. Worried about disturbing the neighbors, she finally opened the door. “What do you want?”
Sebastian stood there, eyes fixed on her, momentarily speechless.
She was in light loungewear, damp hair stuck to her neck, collarbones just visible. His eyes darkened, and he swallowed hard.
Reese felt uneasy under his gaze. She turned away, grabbed a cardigan from the bedroom, and pulled it on. When she came back, her tone was even colder. “So, what is it?”
“I had dinner with Leslie and Neal for work,” Sebastian said. “When we left, it was pouring. I didn’t see you.”
“Neal told me you saw me. Why didn’t you say anything?”

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