Sebastian felt the man in his arms had turned rigid, and he wanted to facepalm himself for he had just recently told the man there's nothing between.
Now, hearing a knock on the door from Noah, who came to his room, wouldn't win him any trust points.
How annoying, he thought.
Sebastian wanted to push away Atlas so he could get up, but he couldn't push the man away, for he was clinging to his shirt tightly.
Atlas had a hard look in his eyes and asked, "What's he doing here? Wasn't he supposed to be working tonight?"
Sebastian looked at the man with a grin. "How am I supposed to know that?"
I didn't even know he was coming to my room.
He flicked the man on the forehead and said teasingly, "Get off of me; I need to see what he wants."
Atlas grumbled underneath his breath and released his shirt, and Sebastian rose to his feet upon hearing another knock on the door.
He called out again, "Coming."
