She had to be dreaming. Keva was tempted to pinch herself beneath the table. But this was real. She was actually sitting at her mother’s table with her sister on her left, encouraging her daughter to eat her vegetables and Sebastian to her right, his long curls finger combed and looking as though he’d just had sex. Which he had. Keva shuddered to think what would have happened if Kevin had come to her place a half an hour earlier. Her mother and Lily had been worried about her and sent him after her. Once there, he’d invited Sebastian to dinner. It had surprised her when he’d accepted the invite. With the exception of Kevin, the rest of her family wore their Sunday best. Kevin had stopped at home after work to change into a button-down shirt and slacks. Even little Ambrosia wore a fluffy pink dress. Sebastian was the most casually dressed person at the table in a faded T-shirt and worn jeans. She had on a nice blouse and new jeans, yet she didn’t feel as comfortable as Sebastian appeared to be despite the fact that this was her family and he was surrounded by strangers.
