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up this exact
moment and swallow me whole I would only be too grateful.
     
    “This cannot be happening,” I muttered, my
face in my hands.
     
    Sebastian looked at Robert, fairly chipper,
and then to me, and then he looked back and forth between the two
of us several times.
     
    “Prussia is this your …” he looked at Robert
unsure and raised an eyebrow which made one of Robert’s eyebrow
raise in response, “Boyfriend?” Sebastian asked.
     
    “Ye-” and with that I was cut off by the
all-too chipper Robert and his all-too chipper response, “Not at
all, we’re roommates,” and he stuck his hand out there like a
schmuck waiting for a hand shake.
     
    My irritation with Robert and his
thirty-levels of stupid this morning was alleviated for a moment
when I saw the confusion on Robert’s face when Sebastian looked at
his hand as if it had the plague and wouldn’t touch it for a
kingship over an entire country.
     
    “If this is a bad time, I can come back,”
said Sebastian, peering around Robert and outright ignoring his
outstretched hand, “I know we said we would have coffee but it
looks like you’re busy,”
     
    “Nope,” said Robert, looking past Sebastian,
“I was just leaving,”
     
    Sebastian moved slightly to see what Robert
was looking at and the moment of crushing defeat was the slinky and
insufferable Lydia brushing right past Sebastian, and on him as she
moved past him, to get to Robert.
     
    I felt a real moment of gratitude as I saw
Sebastian’s facial expression change from mild confusion to anger
when he saw Lydia. That was a nice change of pace. For once a man
was mad that an immoral vixen had rubbed herself all over his nice
suit instead of apologizing that it wasn’t softer for her to rub
on.
     
    If he wasn’t into the vixens, I wonder what
it was he saw in me…but my train of thought was cut short as I
caught Lydia’s hateful gaze on me.
     
    “Is there anything left for you here?” Lydia
asked Robert.
     
    “Not at all,” said Robert, unaware of the
undertone of her vicious and sniping comment, “I’m ready to leave
when you are. I just have to stop by the club,”
     
    The two of them left, their bodies somehow
entwined but managing to walk the distance of the hall with ease.
It made my blood boil, my stomach turn and my heart hurt all at
once. I looked after Robert with painful longing and the last thing
I thought as I saw Lydia’s waft of hair pass around the corner was
finding a way to exact revenge, whatever revenge I could find.
     
    “Coffee?” asked Sebastian from behind me,
watching me as I stood looking at an empty hallway, “I think we
need to talk,”
     
    It was a bit judgmental but it was deserved.
I felt like a cat that had just accidentally fallen into a lake –
wet and near drowned. I didn’t want coffee. I wanted to go back to
bed. I pinched myself one more time and it hurt. It hurt a lot. I
gave a sigh.
     
    “Yes,” I said to Sebastian, not even trying
to keep up the charade any longer, “You deserve an explanation at
least,”
     
    “Honesty sounds like a good idea,” said
Sebastian.
     
    I think he had a look of pity for me in
there somewhere but if it had been there it had only been a
flicker. His eyes were still captivating and that made it all the
more painful. I was captivated by beautiful eyes full of
disappointment. I grabbed my purse and we headed to the coffee
shop.
     
    “I never intended any of this,” I said.
     
    “Neither did I,” said Sebastian, “but here
we are…”

CHAPTER EIGHT -
Prussia
     
     
    The morning air was crisp. We both headed
for the sitting area outside. I didn’t feel like I deserved to sit
inside where it was warmer. I had been a terrible person. That and
all the chairs were taken.
     
    Sebastian followed me to a small bistro
table that looked out over the park across the street. I had
frequented this coffee shop on more than one occasion. It was out
of my way but a nice place to people-watch when