Whichever was the case, I didn’t think Sebbie was ready to deal with talking about her. I wanted to make him feel better somehow, though.
I pulled back and looked into his eyes. “I’m sorry that not nice people are showing up, but I’m glad that I was here to help deal with it. If you ever want my help, call for me. Or call for Crow, and I will do everything in my power to get here. And if you can bring me here, then do it. I will always come for you, Sebbie.”
He smiled at me, his eyes looking a little wet, and then everything was fading away into darkness.
I didn’t wake up right away. I knew I slept a bit, and when I did wake up, Sebbie was gone. I had a moment to feel panic, butthen I sensed him in the kitchen, along with Thea. I smiled at the thought of them. Thea was a bit snarky and rough around the edges, but Sebbie had definitely adopted her as a “bestie.”
I got up and pulled on sweatpants, heading out to see what those two were up to. I heard their conversation as soon as I opened the bedroom door. (Jude and I had done some… upgrades. We didn’t need to hear each other in our bedrooms, and a little bit of soundproofing went a long way.)
“I don’t believe you,” Sebbie stated. “You can’t be serious.”
“Yup,” Thea answered.
“No freaking way. You’re lying.” Sebbie sounded disbelieving and anxious.
I sped up, walking into the kitchen. It was late afternoon and still light out, and Thea and Sebbie were sitting at the table with mugs in front of them. Sebbie was facing away from me, but I could see he had a death grip on my mug and his shoulders were hunched up. Thea was just sitting there, smiling smugly.
What the hell? If Thea had upset my mate… But why would she do that? She cared for Sebbie. I walked over behind Sebbie and placed a kiss on his head, shooting Thea a dirty look.
She raised her hands up in a placating gesture, and I realized I was growling. Just a little bit.
Sebbie turned around, his look one of pure outrage. Shit. Had I overstepped? I knew Sebbie could take care of himself, but I didn’t want him upset.
“She doesn’t likeDirty Dancing,” Sebbie stated, and the outrage and disbelief was evident in his statement. “How can someonenotlikeDirty Dancing?”
Huh? I looked over at Thea, confused, but she just continued smirking.
“Aside from the fact that they’rebothtotally hot, there’s so muchchemistry. And Patrick Swayze! Omg. Youcannotsay that he isn’t amazing,” Sebbie continued.
“Eh,” Thea said.
“Then what about Jennifer Grey!”
“Too skinny,” Thea answered, taking a sip of her drink.
“But the final dance!” Sebbie demanded.
Thea shrugged. “I mean, yeah, it was a cool scene, but ‘No one puts Baby in a corner.’ Really? What the hell is that? First of all, what woman who’s into civil rights and world justice in that time period goes around by the name Baby? And second of all, the corner seat is the best seat! Your back is to the wall, no one can sneak up on you, and you can see the whole room! Who wants to sit in the freaking aisle? It doesn’t even make sense.”
Ahh. They must have been talking about a show. “Is this a tv show or a movie?” I asked.
The two outraged looks that were suddenly pointed my way made me want to back up a foot.
“Are you serious?” Thea asked.
“You haven’t seenDirty Dancing?” Sebbie gasped, his hand going to his heart. “Who hasn’t seenDirty Dancing?”
“Well, to be fair, a lot of younger people probably haven’t. If you weren’t such an eighties fan, you probably wouldn’t have seen it—it was before your time. But Corbin doesn’t have that excuse,” Thea chimed in.
I shot her a look, and she stuck her tongue out at me.
Sebbie turned back toward Thea. “Corbin isn’t that old!”
Thea snorted and coughed a bit, but she didn’t contradict him.
“Besides, we can remedy that. Tonight.” Sebbie looked at me. “Youhaveto seeDirty Dancing.”
I smiled, putting my hand on Sebbie’s shoulder. An excuse to hang out with my mate? I nodded my head. “Yes, we’ll definitely have to watch it.”
