Henry’s expression mirrored mine—stunned. His brows were still hovering near his hairline, drink paused halfway to his mouth as he nodded. “Go right ahead.”
Sebastian disappeared through the bedroom door, closing it softly behind him.
Henry and I just stared at each other.
“You weren’t expecting him, were you?”
I shook my head.
The corners of Henry’s mouth started lifting.
I pointed a finger at him. “You keep that goofy smile in check. We’re not getting our hopes up.”
He quickly covered his mouth with the rim of his glass, but he was very obviously trying not to grin.
My heart was beating a mile a minute, but I still managed to drop back from my knees and sprawl across the couch like I wasn’t hovering on the edge of my sanity, waiting. Henry was unusually quiet too, listening as the water ran in the next room and then eventually stopped.
When the door opened again, Sebastian emerged in Henry’s clothes.
His house clothes.
Which meant sweats.
Sebastian Langley in gray sweatpants and a worn white T-shirt, barefoot, hair damp and pushed back. He had never looked hotter in his life.
“I took some liberties,” he said, glancing at his brother.
Henry chuckled. “I can see that.”
Sebastian crossed the room, then climbed onto the couch like it was the most natural thing in the world—stretching out along my side, fitting himself against me, and dropping his head onto my shoulder with a tired sigh.
Okay.
This was cute asfuck.
“Do you want a drink?” Henry offered.
Sebastian tucked his head close, his damp hair brushing my cheek. “No, thanks. Too tired,” he mumbled.
Tentatively, I brushed his hair back with my free hand. When he hummed in approval, I kept going, stroking slowly. Sebastian settled even closer, his arm looping around my waist, his leg hooking comfortably over mine.
My eyes flicked to Henry.
He just smiled and shrugged before standing. “Well, I’m heading to bed.” He took a step, then turned back, his gaze staying mostly on me even though he spoke to Sebastian. “See you in the morning?”
Sebastian nodded, and Henry’s smile widened. I shot him a look, to which he snickered and disappeared down the hall.
My heart was still thudding as I lay there, still not totally sure what was happening—other than Sebastian turning from an antisocial cat into an aggressively cuddly one wrapped around me.
“Are you falling asleep?” I whispered.
He nodded.
“Do you maybe want to do that in the bedroom?”
“Here’s perfect.”
Warmth spread through me. I slipped my arm more securely around him, and he melted into me, like he’d been waiting to exhale until he was right here.
