Chapter 131

SEBASTIAN

The moment she disappeared up the stairs, I lost the ability to concentrate on… well, anything else.

I tried. I really did.

Kenna was yelling something about me being “useless backup” in their game, and Diego was swearing dramatically at the TV like the characters owed him child support. But all I could think about was Dahlia… her soft smile, the sway of that damn dress, the way she kept humming while eating roasted plantain like she was tasting heaven itself.

And now she was upstairs. Changing. In my room. Probably in my shirt, because I know she prefers that even when she’s left some of hers in my room.

There were about twenty different scenarios running through my head, none of them even remotely appropriate for the presence of these two clowns.

And honestly? That was the problem.

Because every single one of those scenarios involved Dahlia… her laugh, her mouth, the way she blushes even when she tries to glare at me. Her body cu