“Wait! Did I say anything to make you mad?” Sebastian asked, grabbing my hand as I tried to leave.

“Did you seriously think I wouldn’t get what you meant, or did you think I would be so low as to be interested?” I turned back to him, wearing a nasty scowl.

I knew it; I knew there was a catch somewhere, and he just threw it at me.

“What I meant? What are you talking about? He gawked at me, staring at me with wide eyes, and his scowl deepened. How dare he try to play innocent after he said that? Did he think I wouldn’t get the innuendo?

“Really?...