Definitelynot. Iignored himand moved into the kitchen. Iglanced downat the silverware drawer. Even though I was tempted, I resisted slipping a kitchen knife behind my back. He would definitely notice if one of his Miyabi Black knives wentmissing. Nothing seemed to slip his attention.
After I got my water, I paused. It was a scene in the movie where the main characters were walking through the cafeteria. Most of myclassmateshad applied to be an extra in that scene. I had wanted to join them.But of course there had been ‘security risks,’ and I was ‘too busy’ to be a part offilming.
“Are you planning to watch the entire movie from the kitchen? You can come sit down.” He patted the cushion next to him.“I’m not going to bite… unless you want me to.”
I glanced towards my bedroom. If I went back to bed, I’d just be tossing and turning while I thought about all the ways I was going to end up dead. The camera zoomed in on my old classmate Emma. God, shewas a terribleactress.
With a groan,I wandered past the dining room into the open concept living room. Iploppeddown on the complete opposite end of the couch fromSebastianand crossed my arms.
Just five minutes.You could glimpse the back of Piper’s head in one of the long shots. After that I’d head back tomyroom and try counting sheep.
“You in the movie?”Sebastianasked while unmuting thetv.
“No, but you’ll see Piper in a second.”
A few minutes later, I was pointing at the screen, and he was pausing the movie.
“Are you sure that’s her?” he asked, skeptical.
“Piperinsists it’s her. At the time she told everyone who wouldlisten that it wasthe beginning of her career as an actress.”
Hecockedhis head.“All you can see is dark hair in abun. It could be anyone.”
Sebastianunpaused the movie, and I propped my legs on the metal coffee table in front of us. I really shouldn’t be making myself comfortable, Ishouldgo back to the safety of my room. When it came toSebastian, myself preservationseemed to beoverridden.
“Did they ever film anything at your school?” I asked.Might as well get some info out of him.
Heshotme an amused look, and I knew what he was thinking. Me and my obsession with what happened at boarding school.
“I think someone might have shot a porno,” he said.
“Was it you?” I asked,genuinelycurious when I shouldn’t have cared at all.
He smiled.“No, but we could still make one.”
I shook my head, feeling the blush creep up my face.
Thankfully, the room was dark other than thedimlightofthe screen, and he didn’t pursue the subject. We lapsed back into comfortable silence.
A half hour later, I had thrown my legs up on the couch, and my head was propped up on a red velvety pillow. I should reallyfind out some information that I could use against him. But I was so cozy. I didn’t want to start a fight, and have to storm back into my bedroom. Or maybe I just wanted to pretend that this was a normal movie night. My eyesblinkedclose.
I really shouldn’t feel this comfy besidehim.
Chapter 31
I groaned and yanked a blanket over my face, trying to block out the light.
“You need to get up,” a deep voicecalledbehind me.
Immediately I was sitting up, taking in my surroundings. A fuzzy black blanket was covering my body. I peeked underneath, I still had my pajamas on from last night. The tv was back under the floor, and there were no divots in the oak floor to prove that it had ever been there.
Sebastian was in the kitchen, sprinkling something into a coffee cup. The playful glint in his eye from last night was gone. Why did I keep falling asleep when he was near? I was beginning to believe what he loved saying about me: that I had a death wish.
Sebastiangrabbed the coffee cup, and walked towards me. Heworea black suit. It fit him like a glove, accentuating his muscular body.
Heheld out the coffee cup to me.“They’ll be here in fifteen minutes. I need you to stay in your room,” he said.
My body tensed.“Who’ll be here in fifteen minutes?”
