Cecilia
His breath, hot and unsettling, ghosted across my cheek.
A betraying flush instantly heated my skin, a traitorous blush spreading from my neck upwards.
I squeezed my eyes shut in sheer frustration.
Since when did a man supposedly wining and dining clients at a power lunch suddenly materialize behind me?
And the absolute worst part? He’d been eavesdropping.
“You—” I whirled around to face him, my voice a sharp hiss. “Eavesdropping is a serious invasion of privacy! Whatever happened to basic decency?”
Sebastian merely lifted his chin, a casual gesture toward the water dispenser behind me.
“Sawyer took the meeting. I was getting water,” he stated, his tone infuriatingly calm. “It wasn’t intentional. You were just… particularly animated.”
My jaw went slack.
