Chapter 89

• Paislee
• I try not to shiver at the raw hunger in Sebastian's eyes. Gulping, I look away from him, assessing the delicious meal on the table that wafts into my nose. This looks like I’ve been invited to a feast rather than a dinner. I can tell that it is going to be a three-course meal and I can’t help but wonder if I’m going to need to hire a personal trainer after this.
• I look up at Sebastian whose eyes slowly peruse my face, that unrestrained hunger I had first witnessed is looking more contained.