Chapter 9
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Staring at the empty space beside me, I gazed at the ceiling for a while, vaguely recalling last night's events.
Sebastian.
Right, Sebastian had picked me up from the club.
Then I'd tried to bite him.
He'd promised to let me bite him tonight.
I threw back the covers, noting my fully clothed state. Mission apparently unsuccessful.
And I'd asked if he hated me.
He'd said... he'd said...
His cool breath seemed to linger against my ear.
Heat rushed to my face. I buried my head in my pillow and rolled across the bed.
Oh my god~
Sebastian doesn't hate me. Sebastian's letting me bite him tonight...
Oh my god~
After several more embarrassed rolls, I finally dragged myself up to dress for my meeting with Dominic.
