Alice laughed. "Sebby-chaaan!" He rolled his eyes. "What?" "Socks?" She held up the tuxedo cat. He grabbed Socks, sitting in an armchair, and petting her.
"Is what she said true?" He had a devilish grin on his face, but Melanie was turned around. When she turned to face him, he immediately turned to a fake concerned face, but Melanie couldn't tell.
He quietly whispered into her ear, sending pleasant chills down her spine. He backed up when Alice entered the room. "What was that loud bang?" she asked.
"I heard whispering. I suppose it was you 'cursing under your breath?'" She had a devilish smirk. Sebastian nodded quickly. "Are you alright, speaking of which?" He nodded toward the bruise on her shoulder caused by his pushing her back.