“Are you sure? Stay on the line with me.”
He signaled to the directors to adjourn the meeting and left the conference room, striding towards his personal elevator.
“Mr. Kensington,” A nosy director intercepted Sebastian’s assistant before he could leave. “Did Mr. Sterling finally found his love?” Alex wished he could disappear just as Sebastian did. He didn’t want to deal with the nosy directors that are bound to talk. But he could only nod helplessly and hope they
let him be.
Was it already that obvious?
True to his words, Sebastian stayed on the phone talking to Sia. She gradually relaxed, the thunder outside fading to background noise as she focused all her attention on Sebastian.
Two hours had passed and they were still talking, Sia’s eyes fluttering open and close, battling between sleep and wakefulness until she was awakened by a series of knocks on the door.
The fear that had vanished rushed back tenfold and Sia suddenly exclaimed. “There’s someone at my door Seb, I think they just knocked.”
“Why don’t you go and take a look then?”
“What? No! Do you want me to get killed? Curiosity killed the cat. What if the hotel is haunted and I end up opening the door for a ghost?”
Sia whined but still got up to check. With her phone clutch tightly to her ears as if Sebastian could magically appear out of the phone and save her, she moved towards the door with cautious steps. She peeped through the peephole, but only a pink stuffed toy was there.
“Did you see a cute pink stuffed kitten there?”
Sebastian’s warm voice suddenly sounds soothing to her ears.
Knowing it was a gift from him and not some random serial killer, Sia opened the door, but nothing prepared her for what was behind the pink stuffed kitten.
Or rather, who.
Sebastian stood there with a 1.8 meters tall pink stuffed Kitten.
Sia’s eyes widened in shock and surprise.
“How did you get here?”
“I have my ways. Why, aren’t you happy to see me? I’ve brought you this, they say stuffed toys help girls relax.”
Sia loved stuffed animals, but never got to have one. Until she met Sebastian who seemed to know the solution to each of her problems.
“Oh Sebastian,” Sia threw herself into Sebastian’s waiting arms. Stuffed toy and all. With one arm around each, Sebastian invited himself into the room.
Their sleeping arrangements that night was a little bit awkward. Sia had insisted on sleeping with the stuffed kitten, which ended up sandwiched between the two of them.
“Thank you, Sebastian.” A sleep ridden Sia whispered.
Snaking his hand around the toy into Sia’s hair, Sebastian played with the strands.
“What I want is not your thanks, Sia.”
What he wanted was her heart, and he was determined to have that.
Sebastian’s words fell on deaf as Sia has already fallen asleep. Her super-intensive rehearsals and the thunderstorm wore her body out, finally she had time to rest..
The next time Sia opened her eyes, it was morning and Sebastian was nowhere to be found. Only the stuffed animal laid in her arms on the wide bed.
Sebastian was already awake sitting on the couch and working on his laptop sorting out some files. He dressed from head to toe, the only thing missing were his shoes. Sia got up the bed and tipped toed over to him, surprising him with a hug from behind. After what happened last night, Sia felt
closer to him than ever.
Sebastian pulled her into his arms, retuning the hug, while she took that time to study his face. She recalled the rumors about him being trapped in a burning building at the age of ten. Sia could only imagine how helpless and frightened he felt that time.
Subconsciously, she reached out her hand to touch the scar on his face, but Sebastian intercepted it with his, stopping her before she could reach her destination.
“Stop looking at me like that unless you want me to eat you, kitten.” Sebastian whispered, leaning down for a kiss when a knock sounded on the door. He groaned. Every. D*mn. Time!
“Sia! The performance is about start. Hurry up, we don’t have much time!” The person’s m*ffled voice came behind the door.
“I’ll be right over in a minute!”
Sia called back, kissing Sebastian’s right cheek, she ran into the bathroom to get ready for the day.
When Sia was out for their performance, Sebastian recieved a call from Alex.
“Sir, something is about to happen to Ms Blackwood that I needed to report to you.”
“The person I sent out to watch Ms Blackwood reported seeing Ms Ashford ordering a bucket of red paint to be delivered to the venue of the competition.”
“You think she’ll pour it over Sia?”
“Certainly Sir. She is just a backstage dancer while Ms Blackwood recieved the spotlight. I believe she plan to sabotage her performance.”
“This bit*h is courting death.” Sebastian seethed.
At the backstage of the competition hall, Sia changed into her white ballet costume while Vivienne and the other students were chatting about their makeups.
“Y’all remember my promise? I’ll give a surprise later. When Sia is performing, don’t forget to snap pictures, I’ll broadcast it all over the school’s network.” Vivienne giggled.