Page 14 of When We Ignite
“A date?” he teased.
I shot him a look. “No, not a date. Just going out tonight.”
“What’s a night out like for you?”
Taking the bait, I smirked. “You mean for usyoung people?” I joked.
He laughed—a genuine, hearty laugh that seemed less controlled. I smiled, pleased I’d caught him off guard.
“Fuck you, Ethan, I’m still young,” he said defensively.
“I didn’t say you weren’t. It just feels like you’re interviewing me.”
“I’m trying to picture it: a day in the life of Ethan Bennett,” he said, making me grin.
“Why the interest?”
“I’m trying to get to know you. Isn’t that obvious?”
“But why?” I insisted.
“Well, you’re my brother-in-law, for starters. We’ll see each other quite a bit—assuming Oli’s wedding goes as planned.”
“I bet you have more interesting things to do than get to know me.”
He glanced over. “I don’t know about that. I find you pretty interesting.”
“Why?”
He chuckled. “Why so skeptical?”
“Did I give you the impression that I’m easygoing? A lot of people make that mistake.”
He laughed again, louder this time. I looked out the window, hiding a smile.
“So, what are you like then?”
“Not easygoing, that’s for sure.”
“I didn’t think you were,” he admitted, glancing at me. “I can tell you’re strong-willed. I like that about you.”
I was speechless again. How could he read me so easily? We had barely talked. I rubbed my nose absently, earning another chuckle.
“Do you hate that I have you figured out?”
I scoffed. “You don’t have me figured out, Sebastian.”
“I told you to call me Ash.”
“And I’m just supposed to do as you say?” I shot back.
Leaning slightly toward me, his voice dropped like he needed to share a secret. “Not yet, but you will.” His grin widened, painting Sebastian Langley as the devil he was.
I was about to respond when his phone rang again.
His smile faded as he glanced at the caller ID. “Fucking Warren,” he muttered, clearly annoyed.
“Aren’t you going to take that?”
