Having pulled an all-nighter, Sebastian Lockwood's voice was hoarse—much deeper and rougher than usual.
His low, resonant voice, both charming and bewitching, carried on light, eager breaths that felt like they would overwhelm her every sense and nerve.
She responded softly.
"Timmy's fine. Don't worry."
"Okay."
Sydney Sawyer's attention was fixed on the area outside. They were positioned directly facing the pet shop's door.
'It would be so awkward if someone suddenly walked in.'
Just as she was watching for any movement outside, Sebastian Lockwood shifted and moved toward the crook of her neck...
He leaned in, planting a fiery kiss there.
Her body trembled instinctively. Just then, a sound came from outside. She subconsciously struggled to get up, but Sebastian Lockwood held her firmly in his embrace.
"Don't move. Let's just hold each other for a bit."
"Someone will see us."
"It doesn't matter."
