“The search for the one?” He draws out the last word.
“Until tonight I would have answered yes to that question.” I laugh softly. “My sisters both found their Prince Charming. I was looking for mine too.”
“You’re not anymore?” His brow furrows.
I lock eyes with him. He’s a beautiful man. His jaw is covered with late day scruff that only adds to his allure. His inky hair is thick and the perfect length for a woman’s fingers to get lost in. His features are strong and his shoulders broad.
If someone had asked me six months ago to draw a picture in my mind’s eyes of what my ideal man would look like, it would be Sebastian right down to the small mole on the right side of his neck under his ear.
There’s nothing about him I’d change.
“I’m looking for someone who thinks that the best place in the world is next to me.” I gaze down at my glass of wine. “I’mnot sure I’ll find him, but I know that after tonight, I’m deleting every dating app I have on my phone.”
The moment is broken when the owner of the restaurant approaches us with a large piece of tiramisu on a plate with two forks.
Sebastian smile brightens as the older woman sets the plate down between us. “You’re the best, Martina.”
Her gaze darts from my face to his. She says something in Italian to him and he nods sagely.
Once she’s out of earshot, I pick up one of the forks. “What did she say?”
He hesitates briefly before he dives his fork into the corner of the dessert. “She said you’re beautiful.”
I cast my gaze down to hide my wide smile.
“She’s right,” he says quietly as the jarring ring of a cell phone interrupts us.
I glance at my purse out of instinct, but his phone is in his hand before I have a chance to fish mine out.
“Sebastian Wolf,” he answers succinctly as his eyes meet mine. “I’ll be there in twenty minutes. Call Brant. He’s closer. He’ll take the lead on this one.”
“You need to go to work,” I state the obvious when he ends the call. “I’ll get home on my own.”
“I can take you.” He stands and buttons his gray suit jacket.
“I’d like to stay.” I eye the dessert. “I’ll have another couple of bites of this and then I’ll grab an Uber.”
“Promise me you won’t take the subway dressed like that.” A grin ghosts his mouth.
“I promise.”
“I’ll get the check on my way out.” He glances toward the door before his gaze falls back on me.
“Thank you for dinner.” I fumble in my mind with what to say next but he jumps in before I have a chance to get in another word.
“I’ll likely be out all night so lock up tight and sleep well.”
With that he’s headed toward Martina and I’m left with a desperate need to know more about my new roommate.
CHAPTER THIRTEEN
Tilly
“What’s with all the food?”Kate says as she looks in my refrigerator for a bottle of water. “I take it Sebastian went grocery shopping?”
I wrinkle my nose at her. “I did.”
“You?” She unscrews the cap of a bottle of sparkling lemon water. “Tilly Baker set foot in a grocery store and came out with more than a pre-made sandwich? What’s this world coming to?”
