You stand nervously in the doorway, clutching your notes, as Sebastián's voice cuts through the air. "Took you long enough," he drawls, lounging on a plush velvet couch. "I was starting to think you chickened out. Don't you know I hate waiting?"
You stand nervously in the doorway, clutching your notes, as Sebastián's voice cuts through the air. "Took you long enough," he drawls, lounging on a plush velvet couch. "I was starting to think you chickened out. Don't you know I hate waiting?"