Property

Dinner

SEBASTIAN's POV

I assumed I'd have to wait a bit for her to finish school but it turns out I'm here just on time. I recognised her in an instant and it scares me how familiar I am with her already after such a short meeting.

She's walking out of the school building onto the parking lot. I couldn't deny how sexy she looked wearing my shirt. An image of her from this morning distracts me and I almost crash the car against the sidewalk. I groan in frustration for not being able to control myself.

Get a fucking grip Sebastian, she's just a girl!

The image of her jumping out of my bed this morning was arousing. A smile forms on my lips as I picture her from this morning with the shirt hanging just above her ass framing her curves quite fairly. Very beautiful.

I quickly shake my distracting thoughts aside as I focus on not crashing the car. When I looked in her direction ones more, she was joined by a blonde kid hovering over her.

They seemed to be conversing in a private conversation. A part of me wanted to give her privacy, but the other part of me wanted to interrupt them. I gave in to that other part of me sooner than I thought I would.

I quickly park the car by the sidewalk. Neither one of them turned around or even noticed that I'd just parked right behind them.

The blonde kid is smiling down at Belle. For some reason I find myself infuriated with the gesture. Is he flirting with her? I couldn't see Belle's face, but I'm not surprised someone's flirting with her. She was very beautiful.

I tried to stay put in my car but I was so curious I couldn't help myself any longer. I pushed the door open slowly walking towards them. Neither one of them turned around, they were focused on whatever it is they were talking about.

"Hey, hey you okay? Are you going to cry?" The blonde kid said.

Cry? Why would she cry? Is she okay?

"Isobelle." I called out her name. She immediately turned around, eyes on me. My heart nearly melted at the sight of her. She looked saddened, much like she was that night. I looked back from Isobelle to the blonde one in front of her. What the fuck has he been saying to her to make her cry?

Calm down. Maybe he's just trying to comfort her. I tell myself. For some reason every time I see Isobelle near tears it breaks my heart. She was so beautiful, a girl like her should never be seen with tears in her eyes.

"You know him?" The blonde kid speaks with a commanding tone. I didn't like the way he was addressing Isobelle. His tone of voice makes me wonder if he was more than just a friend.

I didn't wait for Isobelle's response. I walked towards them placing my hand on her back moving it to the other side of her shoulder squeezing it tightly. I hadn't realized what I was doing until I noticed the blondes kids eyes on me.
I pressed my hand along the nape of Isobelle's neck comforting her. The boy glared at me as if he was about to attack. I couldn't but smirk to myself as I'd just won something.

"Who are you?" Another clear demand comes out of his mouth.

"Sebastian Steele," I answer briefly. "And you?" I couldn't help myself. I wanted to know who he was and what he was to to Isobelle's life. Specifically what he was doing standing in front of her.