Chapter 92

Although they'd only met a handful of times, Sebastian couldn't help but laugh at himself for looking so pitiful.

Citrine, walking ahead, heard his stifled chuckle and stopped in her tracks.

"What's so funny?" she asked, turning to Sebastian with a puzzled expression.

"You look kind of cute when you're annoyed," Sebastian replied, and for reasons he couldn't explain, he felt unexpectedly cheerful.

"I'm not annoyed," Citrine mumbled, her voice shrinking as she remembered her own reaction just moments ago. She sounded less sure of herself.

Sebastian grinned, teasing, "Really? You had me scared for a second there."

Citrine, taking his words at face value, grew a little embarrassed.

But after a moment's thought, she decided she hadn't done anything wrong. She shifted the blame right back to him. "Well, I don't usually act like that. You were just being impossible."

"Alright, alright, it's my fault," Sebastian said, still amused. Somehow, the burns stinging his arm and stomach didn't hurt quite as much anymore.

enough, they arrived at

female doctor immediately noticed the angry

and named a specific burn ointment. The doctor quickly fetched it from

Citrine, her voice warm with praise. "You certainly know your stuff, young lady. That ointment's a specialty-we have it shipped in from out of town,

just heard about it

Of course it

the doctor called after them. Citrine turned and met her

when you put it

word "boyfriend," Sebastian's ears

his mouth to protest, but Citrine beat him

steady, her face impassive, as if she were

a flicker of disappointment crossing his eyes before he could hide

surprised —and just a little regretful—that these two attractive young people

by the arm and hurried him out of the

neither of them mentioned

for a while, then found a quiet

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