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“You will never be on my bad side.” He kissed the top of my head and I wanted to believe that, but I couldn’t imagine his grumpy ass fully committing to a lifetime of loving me.
Plus, he didn’t say anything about loving me. Just that I’d never be on his bad side.
I wanted to believe it, though. It would be incredible if he found out about Bryce’s infidelity and jumped in with a confession of his own. But one of love.
“Bryce would have to work extra hard to ever make it off my shit list—”
“I know you don’t like him.” I took a shaky breath. “And you were right not to.”
Sebastian stiffened. “What happened?”
“I snuck into his apartment, thinking he’d be getting ready for work, and it would be this awesome surprise and he’d love it.”
Sebastian’s jaw clenched. “Go on…”
“I thought he was watching some raunchy porn. Like the type where the people are making outrageous sounds.” I winced. “I’m not shaming sex workers or anything—”
“I know,” he murmured.
“It’s just this strange sound that I’ve never heard anyone actually make in real life.”
I paused, hating the visual replay running through my mind. Sebastian rubbed my back, silently waiting for me to continue.
“It wasn’t porn.” I choked out every agonizing detail of Bryce’s infidelity as Sebastian listened without interrupting me.
“So, you were right,” I finished.
“Oh Em. I never wanted to be right about him.”
“Me either,” I whispered.
“I can go take care of him.” Sebastian shifted, and I shook my head.
“He’s not worth it.”
“True. But it would be so satisfying to watch him cry a little.”
I studied Bash’s face, surprised by his anger toward Bryce. Sure, he never liked him, but Bash wasn’t a violent person.
In silence, we watched each other.
We were sitting so close it would have been easy to kiss. For the briefest moment, I thought he was going to as he parted his lips ever so slightly and I leaned toward him.
But then he wrapped his arms around me in a tight bear hug and groaned. “You’re pale. Let’s eat.”
He let go of me and pushed me to my feet before I could embarrass myself by leaning in even closer.
“The food smells amazing,” I offered, even though it was unnecessary. He knew. He was a professional chef. His food always smelled amazing.
He pulled out a chair for me and stepped back. “I’ll grab the dishes. You wait here. I’ve got a funny story I remembered about Rob in third grade. It involves four marbles, an entire roll of duct tape, and one furious Mrs. Lewiston.”
I watched Sebastian walk away and chastised myself. He was my best friend. He was my literal everything. If I had kissed him on the couch—assuming he wanted me to—he would be a rebound.
No. It was insane to even think about. There was no way Sebastian Bardot would ever want me.
And If he did, I wouldn’t mess it up by rebounding with him the same day I broke things off with Bryce.
I wasn’t that type of woman.
