After seeing Sebastian Lockwood off, Sydney Sawyer was still in a daze. Before he left, he'd even smiled and asked her, "Want one more hug?"
Sydney Sawyer was far too embarrassed for that. She just said goodnight and shut the door.
The entire time, she felt as if she were floating on a cloud.
It all felt so unreal that she even splashed her face with cold water, trying to snap herself out of it.
The person in the mirror had an irrepressible smile, and her cheeks held a faint blush that even the cold water couldn't wash away.
She was the only one who hadn't drunk any alcohol tonight, yet she seemed to be the most intoxicated of all.
It wasn't until she received a call from Ryder Sharp that she finally came back to her senses. She pressed the answer key and mumbled a soft "hello."
"What took you so long to answer? Was I interrupting your rest?"
"No, I was just washing my face. Did you need something?"
"Did you get home safe?"
