Chapter 290

Cecilia's pov I felt the mattress shift as Sebastian carefully extracted himself from our tangled embrace. Through half-open eyes, I watched him move silently across the room, his powerful frame silhouetted against the morning light filtering through the curtains. I could still feel him in every part of me. Last night definitely left its mark. As he disappeared into the bathroom, I buried my face in the pillow that still held his scent, letting myself sink into a rare moment of unadulterated peace. The shower turned on, and I thought about joining him. Then my phone buzzed. It was Harper. She was already in the penthouse. So much for post-hookup cuddles. -- By the time I emerged from the bedroom, dressed in comfortable leggings and an oversized sweater, I found Harper sitting in the living room, dark circles prominent beneath her eyes. She was simultaneously scratching Muffin under his chin while trying to convince Tang to show her his chest tattoo. "Tang, just pull your shirt up a lit