'I... like him?!'
Sydney Sawyer's heart suddenly started to pound.
As they looked at each other, she felt like she was about to have a heart attack.
In those few short seconds, she mentally cursed Chester Sawyer over and over. She knew that kid was unreliable.
But Sebastian Lockwood spoke in a low voice, so the people in the front didn't hear a thing.
Donovan Sheridan was focused on driving and naturally didn't notice what was happening between the two in the back seat. He spoke casually, with a hint of sourness, "What else could he have said? He said your whole family likes him!"
'Her whole family likes him?'
Like someone who had been drowning for a long time and suddenly got a breath of oxygen, Sydney Sawyer instantly snapped back to her senses.
She looked at Sebastian Lockwood, her expression blank and disbelieving, like a helpless, dazed little kitten.
Sebastian Lockwood suddenly chuckled, his warm breath, tinged with alcohol, faintly brushing past her lips.
