Semua Bab One Night Mistake: Bab 41 - Bab 50

“That’s what he told you?” Taliana furrowed her brow as she glanced over at Vanessa.“He never said anything; it’s just what everyone assumed,” Vanessa corrected, tucking a stray lock of blonde hair behind her ear. “But now that she’s back and he’s been acting so weird around her, I don’t think anyone’s believing it anymore. What did he say really happened?”If she and Sebastian were going to fool everyone into thinking they were really an item, everyone would have to know the true backstory first, and hopefully begin to hate Blair as much as he did. But the last thing she wanted was to go behind his back and spill something she wasn’t supposed to-aka pull a Jude-so she held up a finger for her sisters to wait and sent a quick text to Sebastian, asking if she could tell the twins the real reason behind his split with Blair.His reply?I literally don’t care.That was good enough for her.“Their breakup wasn’t as friendly as everyone thinks,” Taliana finally told the twins, glad that M

“I thought you said-““I know I said I would hate her for eternity, but things change.”Sebastian found himself fielding questions left and right about his new relationship with his sworn enemy, and so far, it didn’t look like anyone was buying it.Sitting to his left, Stick Girl was politely answering the questions his family fired at her, and kept giving him “loving”-yet slightly panicked-looks whenever he managed to catch her eye. In a way, he was glad he had picked her for the job since she held up well under pressure, but then again, if he had picked literally anyone else, his family wouldn’t have been asking so many questions. Hell, they probably wouldn’t have said anything if he’d suddenly announced he was gay and brought a dude to dinner. But he had already decided to make Stick Girl his fake girlfriend and there was no getting out of this now.The inquiries ceased for a few moments when the food arrived, but Grandma Stanton was the first to resume the interrogation.“Do tell,

Upon realizing they were being watched, she lowered her voice and took a step closer. “Why the hell do they think I’m pregnant? And why were you encouraging them to think that?”“Didn’t you hear what my mother said?” he asked as the valet pulled his car to a halt near where they were standing. “They all think the only reason we’re together is because I got you pregnant. And I don’t really blame them for assuming that. I mean, why else would they think I’m dating the girl I can’t stand?” He stepped off the sidewalk and moved around to the driver’s side and slipped into the car as Stick Girl did the same. “They know how much we hate each other.”“Well then, you’re stupid for thinking we could ever fool them!” she exclaimed as she angrily put on her seatbelt. “And what’s going to happen when they find out I’m not pregnant?”Sebastian shrugged as he put the car in drive and pulled out into the flow of traffic. “We’ve got some time before they figure out it’s not true. Everything with Blai

Taliana let out a watery scoff but didn’t pull away from him. Instead, she rested her cheek on his chest again. “You’re just saying that because you want me to stop crying.”His chest vibrated gently as he laughed. “Maybe I am, but forgive me anyway?”After drawing in a shaky breath and mulling it over for a moment, Taliana nodded. “Fine,” she mumbled, pulling back once again. “But don’t you ever say anything like that to me again. Got it?”“Got it.” He laughed softly as he once again brought his hand up to her cheek to thumb away her remaining tears. “You look like a drowned panda right now.”Taliana snickered and batted his hand away, finally managing to pull out of his arms. “Fuck off,” she responded good-naturedly. “It’s not like I was expecting to cry.” She let out an embarrassed groan as she rubbed her face, which was more than likely red and blotchy and covered in mascara.“Hell, I wasn’t expecting it either,” Sebastian added. “You’re not the kind of person who breaks down in t

Sebastian could see Taliana was thrown by the easy question, but she answered it nonetheless.“Purple,” she replied slowly, clearly confused. “I thought this game was supposed to be about embarrassing answers, not ones you could find out easily.”“It is,” Michael told her as he grabbed the wine bottle. “But for the first couple rounds we keep it simple. The hard hitters come once we’re at least two bottles in.” He put the bottle to his lips and took a swig, then waited until it had been passed around to speak again. “Your turn, Stick Girl.”She nodded briefly before asking her question. “Favorite sport?”“Lacrosse.” Sebastian yawned.“Lacrosse.”“Lacrosse.”Michael looked disgusted by his three friends’ choice in sports. “You guys suck. Swimming, hands down.”“I should have known,” Taliana replied as she kicked her feet up onto the coffee table. “Every certified east coast prep plays lacrosse. And let me guess, you’re the captain, aren’t you, Seb?”“Two years strong,” he replied, prou