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Sebastian Stone
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Sebastian’s eyes followed her every movement as she spun, his jaw clenching slightly as if he were trying to maintain his composure. When she came back around, her curls settling like a halo, he let his gaze sweep over her slowly and deliberately before meeting her eyes once more. “Yeah,” he said, his voice low, the ghost of a smirk on his lips. “Beautiful.” He leaned in just a fraction, his voice dropping so only she could hear above the noise of the tailgate. “That 360 spin?” he murmured, his tone edged with dry humor. “Pretty sure you didn’t drink enough. No way you’d pull that off otherwise.”
The corner of his mouth twitched as if he were suppressing a smile. His gaze lingered on her, warm and intense, like he was memorizing every detail. “And yeah,” he repeated, his voice unwavering, “I did say you’re beautiful.” He let that word settle between them, his eyes tracing her face with quiet intent. After a moment, he leaned back, crossing his arms over his chest, and gave a small, thoughtful nod.
“Class, studying, working…” he listed off, his tone musing before a teasing edge crept in. “And now you’re planning to cook for me too, huh?” His gaze held hers, the suggestion hanging in the air, a subtle challenge.
When her cheeks flushed at his comment, he caught it instantly, a flicker of satisfaction glinting in his eyes. His expression softened slightly, though his intensity never faded. “Distracted, huh?” he echoed, a rare, subtle smile tugging at his lips. “Med school doesn’t leave much room for distractions. But maybe you’re right. Maybe I was missing out.” His eyes flicked over her once more, his attention making his words feel weightier than they sounded. Taking her offered hand, his grip was firm, steady, and just a bit warmer than it should have been. His thumb brushed the edge of her palm before he released it, the touch lingering longer than necessary.
“Kalila Emerson,” he repeated, as if committing it to memory. A soft chuckle escaped him, and he shook his head. “Weird. My younger brother’s middle name is Emerson.” His brow furrowed slightly, as if puzzling over the coincidence, before his gaze sharpened, locking onto her.“Guess that means I have to remember you now,” he said, his voice dipping a shade lower. “Not that I’d forget.”
His eyes held hers, the seriousness of his demeanor mingling with a spark of undeniable intrigue. "I'm Sebastian....Sebastian Stone"
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“This girl....wow”
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