Then he shifts slightly, murmuring something in his sleep, and the spell breaks.
I lower him gently onto the bed, pull the duvet over him, and slip out, closing the door softly behind me.
Once I’m in the hallway, I lean back against the wall,
dizzy, breathless, like my whole body’s turned to jelly.
A rush of heat flares down my spine and pools low in my stomach, and then it hits me, horrified,
I’ve got a hard-on.
Seriously?
Oh God.
Thank God he was fast asleep.
What would he have thought if he’d noticed?
I feel like I might actually die from the sheer embarrassment. It has to be the Maddie thing.
I’m probably just… missing her.
Or I’m sick.
Or losing my mind.
Eventually, I stumble into my room and collapse onto the bed, a mess of confusion, guilt… and, yes, unmistakably turned on.
I tell myself it’ll pass.
That I won’t sleep a wink tonight.
But I’m out within seconds, lost in restless dreams I won’t remember come morning.
CHAPTER 5
A few days later…
SEBASTIAN
After a long, demanding day of rehearsals at the conservatoire, I finally let myself unwind, stretched out on the sofa.
The flat is quiet, completely still, and I know I should be focusing on flat-hunting… But my mind keeps drifting back to the past few days.
In the end, the only tickets I could find forA Little Lifewere for next weekend, so I’ll just have to wait a little longer.
Thank God I jumped on the Savoy’s website Saturday night as soon as I got home, i hadn’t expected the show to be this popular, but apparently it’s drawing a huge crowd.
That makes me happy. I really hope the performance lives up to the novel.
And I hope Remi doesn’t get too bored. The more I get to know him, the more I realize: patience might not be his strong suit, except with me.
With me, he’s different.
Softer.
Like he’s trying to make sure I never feel out of place.
