“What’s wrong? Did I offend you?” Kourtney asked, finding him surrounded by books and papers—his own fortress of solitude.

He had been different since he got home. It’s like she didn't even know him right now.

Sebastian gritted his teeth, and his eyes darkened with a possessive rage. “I’ve had a long day, Kourtney, but something needs to be addressed.”

He stood up, approaching her, and she felt her blood run cold. Time slowed as her heart beat harder in her chest, waiting for him to say whatever needed to be addressed.

She blinked blankly at him, hoping it wasn't what she was thinking….

“Next time,” he continued with a...