Zane~
Sebastian stood with his arms crossed, gazing down at us like a nosy neighbor catching sight of something absurd. But then, as if snapping back to reality and remembering his actual reason for being there, his expression shifted, and his voice took on a sharper, more serious edge.
"Zane," he said, his voice heavy with accusation, "do you have any idea how worried I was?" His sharp gaze flickered between Natalie and me, his lips twitching in barely restrained amusement. "You disappeared from the ballroom in a thick cloud of smoke with Mist—and now I find you rolling around on the couch with Natalie?"
I sighed, sitting up and pulling Natalie up with me so we could at least look somewhat respectable. She settled beside me, still grinning, while I rubbed the bridge of my nose.
"Sebastian," I said tiredly, "I was going to call you—"
Sebastian scoffed. "Oh, really? Because it sure looks like you were too busy doing other things to even think about calling me."
