Semua Bab One Night Mistake: Bab 51 - Bab 58

“Home, Taliana.Now .”The line went dead before she could get in another word. Not a good sign.Still half asleep, Taliana snagged her dress off the floor and stumbled into the bathroom to clean herself up. Once she was dressed and halfway to feeling human again, she left the room and knocked on Sebastian’s door, not waiting for an answer before letting herself in.“Seb, wake up,” she called out, letting her eyes drift over his strong back and shoulders, the sheet stopping right above his hips. “I’ve got to get home.”Sebastian groaned and slid further down in the bed. “Ten more minutes,” he mumbled into the pillow.“Not happening,” she said, slightly louder this time as she tugged the covers off him. Thankfully, he was wearing boxers. “My father just called, and he didn’t sound happy.”Sebastian grabbed the blankets back.“Look, if I don’t get home in the next twenty minutes, my dad is going to kill me.”The word kill managed to get Sebastian’s attention. He finally turned over and

The next thing Taliana knew, his hands were on her waist, and his face was only inches from hers.“I’m going to do something you’re going to hate,” he murmured, eyes locked on hers. “Just don’t freak out, okay?”She frowned, worried about what he was going to pull. “Seb, what are you-“But Taliana never got the chance to finish her sentence, since his lips were currently crushing hers. The first emotion that registered was shock, followed closely by disgust, and then an unfamiliar feeling of her heart skipping a beat. It caught her so off guard that she instantly brought her hands up to his chest to push him away, but the realization of why he was doing this hit before she could put any force behind it.Of course, a kiss was the one thing that could simultaneously annoy their exes and prove to all that they were in love-or at least kind of liked each other. Either way, it was brilliant. Slightly sickening, yes, but still brilliant. And Taliana would be damned if she didn’t make the be

“My definition of nice and your definition of nice are two different things,” she pointed out as she shut the door, looking at him through the open window.“Just don’t wear sweatpants and we’ll be okay.”Well that certainly left plenty of other options. She wondered what he would do if she showed up in pajamas with little monkeys all over them. “I think I can manage that.”Sebastian shook his head as Taliana stepped onto the sidewalk, smiling as if he knew she was tempted to disobey.But four hours later, Taliana found herself sliding back into his car wearing jeans, a clingy black top, and four-inch pumps-the only heels she owned. She was hideously uncomfortable, but it was better than having to wear a dress.“I was worried you were going to come out wearing something awful,” Sebastian said, clearly relieved she’d listened to him for once.“I was tempted, but I didn’t want to embarrass myself more than I have in the past few days,” she explained, taking note of his t-shirt, dark jean

He pushed open the front door and ushered them out. “Ask away.”“Why were they calling her Laleh?”“Because that’s her first name,” he answered once they were all outside, the cool night air rustling the few leaves that had already fallen from the trees. “Blair’s just a nickname.”“What’s her actual name?”“Laleh Sahar. When our kindergarten teacher butchered her name on the first day, she was so embarrassed that we all helped her pick a nickname the teacher could pronounce, and it stuck.”“I had no idea,” Taliana commented as she looked down the relatively busy street. “By the way, where are we going?”“Discotheque M,” Michael announced, sweeping her away from Jude and Sebastian. “We’re going to have? lots of fun.”“We better,” Taliana teased, hardly minding his arm around her shoulders. “Just don’t let me get drunk. I don’t want a repeat of what happened the last time I was wasted in a club.”“You know you had a good time!” Sebastian shouted from behind them.Taliana laughed and gav