“Oh, then I guess I should -”
“Stay, please.” The imploring way he looked at her made her knees weak. “I told Benson you’d be here.”
She was quiet for a moment, then nodded her head. She leaned back in her seat and prayed for the program to begin.
“Thank you for coming,” he said.
“You’re welcome,” she said, trying to sound casual.
Please don’t ask me about what happened at—
“You ran out on me yesterday.”
“I’m sorry,” she said, her eyes glued to the stage curtains.
“If you didn’t like crepes, I could have made you something else.”
“It’s not that.” She gripped the arm rest between them. “I had to get to work-”
“Shhh,” he whispered, his hand closing over hers. “We’ll talk later.”
Victoria was vaguely aware that the lights had dimmed, and the curtain was beginning to rise. All she could think about was Sebastian holding her hand. His four fingers were curled under her palm, and his thumb caressed the top of her fingers in an occasional slow, gentle stroke as though it was the most natural thing in the world.
She felt her body temperature rise, the awareness of his touch coursing through every nerve in her body. The fluttering in her stomach melted into a hot pit of need in her core.
She pulled her hand away from his grasp. “I forgot to put my phone on silent mode,” she whispered as she fumbled with her purse.
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