It was a little past six-fifteen when I pulled onto Jude's narrow street. His Audi was in the driveway, right outside the closed garage doors, leaving me to find a spot on the street.
The door was ajar when I reached the front porch, so after giving a precursory knock, I pushed my way inside.
"Jude?" I called as I shut the door firmly behind me. "You down here?"
I waited a moment for an answer, but one never came. Still, I could smell the scent of baked goods wafting from the kitchen, which was closer to the back of the house than the front, so I figured he was in there and hadn't heard me.
Knowing he'd find me hanging around eventually, I kicked off my shoes and started down the hall towards the living room, already going through a mental list of action movies. Transformers was high on my list, if only for the presence of Josh Duhamel, Jude's favorite, closely followed by The Transporter, because we could both appreciate Jason Statham.
The Transporter was slowly edging into first place as I stepped into the living room, but all thoughts of Mr. Statham's bald head ceased when I saw who was standing by the couch.
I had to grab the doorframe to keep on my feet. From the way his eyes widened and lips parted in surprise, it looked like Sebastian was in the same boat.
"Taliana," he said softly, and I knew as soon as my heart flip-flopped in my chest that there was no way in hell I'd be getting over him anytime soon.
That realization hadn't come by itself, though. Instead it was tied to the unfortunate comprehension that I had been tricked into coming here tonight.
"Son of a bitch," I swore, hoping Jude was within earshot this time.
Sebastian lifted a brow, a sheen of offense in his eyes. "Excuse me?"
"Not you," I brushed him off with a sigh, letting go of the doorframe as I stepped further into the room. "Though it would be fitting."
I could have made a run for it and hoped Jude hadn't barricaded the exits, but I was tired of running away from my problems. It was time to face them head on, and here was the biggest one standing right in front of me.
Sebastian pressed his lips into a tight line, but said nothing as he waited for me to take a seat in the armchair in the corner of the room before retaking his seat on the couch.
"Let me guess," I sighed, eager to fill the silence that was sure to turn awkward at any moment. "Jude invited you here under some guise. A movie, maybe? That's what he got me with."
He shook his head once. "No, actually. Blair said she wanted to meet me here."
I froze at her name.
"Neutral territory," Sebastian was quick to explain, reflexively lifting a hand as if that would stop my thought process from jumping to the worst possible conclusion. "She said she wanted to talk to me, but I said I wouldn't come near her unless we met in a public space. We ended up settling on here."
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Once Upon a One Night StandTeen Fiction
❝ What if Cinderella absolutely hated Prince Charming? ❞ [Book #1 in The Fairytale Series, a Cinderella retelling] *NEW CHAPTERS* Several years and a handful of scandals were enough to make Taliana Avilla forget all about her sworn enemy, Sebas...