Chapter 140

Cecilia I wasn't prepared for Tang's sharp turn around the mountain bend. My body lurched sideways, hands flying out to grab anything for balance. Alpha Sebastian caught my waist with practiced ease, his fingers curling inward with deliberate pressure that didn't just stop my fall—it guided me face-first into his chest. My hand, which had been reaching for the seat back, landed squarely on his thigh. And not just anywhere on his thigh—somewhere decidedly north of his knee. My chest pressed firmly against his torso, my other hand clutching desperately at his shirt near his waist. My breathing stuttered to a halt. The softness of my chest pressed against his felt like it was suddenly connected to a live wire. Internally, I was screaming like I'd been thrown into a furnace. Externally, I was petrified like I'd looked Medusa in the eyes. When I fully registered exactly where my hand was resting, my face turned even more stone-like as I began to withdraw my fingers with the speed of a glaci