After just lying there and listening contentedly to Sebastian's pounding heart, Elle finally lifted her face off his chest.
Though part of her was adamant and refusing to do anything too suddenly, for fear that this magical, miraculous moment would end, she knew that there was nothing else they could do but face each other and deal with their remaining dilemma. She needed him to speak now.
But first… she really needed to get off him first! Blushing hard, Elle moved her hips and tried to lift herself off him.
To her shocked surprise, Sebastian's hand around her waist did not budge. And that caused her to fall back into his lap again.
Looking at him with slightly widened eyes and reddened cheeks, Elle spoke. "I think… we need to fix ourselves first, Sebastian. We really can't be putting this off any longer and need to talk."
"Can't we talk… like this?" He looked at her with a neutral face, as though he was being serious with that suggestion.
