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The Coldest Man in the Room Melted Only for Me novel Chapter 368

Once the IV was hooked up, Riley drifted back into a groggy sleep. Not long after, feeling parched, she opened her eyes and looked at Sebastian. "I'm thirsty."

Sebastian glanced over at Zachary, who was lazily lounging on the sofa. "Go get me a glass of warm water."

"It's not enough that he's taking care of her, he has to drag me into it too," Zachary grumbled as he stood up. A moment later, he returned with a glass of warm water.

Sebastian held the glass with one hand and gently propped Riley up with the other. "Here, drink."

Riley eagerly drank more than half the glass from Sebastian's hand. Her throat felt better, and her stomach had finally settled. She stared at him, her gaze somewhat hazy.

Sebastian placed the glass on the nightstand. When he turned back, he realized Riley hadn't gone back to sleep. Instead, she was staring at him unblinkingly. "Why aren't you sleeping?"

Riley reached up and traced Sebastian's face. "You're so pretty."

Sebastian froze for a second, a slow smile blooming in his eyes. "How pretty?"

Over on the couch, Zachary's thumbs momentarily paused over his game.

"Really, really pretty. So pretty I want to kiss you."

Zachary's fingers completely stopped this time. He never expected Riley to act like this when she was drunk.

Sebastian's eyes darkened. "Your stomach doesn't hurt anymore?"

Riley pinched her thumb and index finger together. "Just a tiny bit."

"Then go back to sleep," Sebastian said, preparing to lay her back down.

Riley threw her arms around his neck. "I don't want to sleep."

Terrified that the IV needle would shift and draw blood, Sebastian immediately caught her hand with the needle in it and brought it down. "Don't move around, you're on an IV."

Riley suddenly leaned in, her nose practically brushing his.

Their breaths mingled.

Her warm breath, laced with the faint scent of alcohol, drifted into his nose, slowly intoxicating his senses. It immediately reminded him of the alcohol-tinged kiss they had shared in the car.

His Adam's apple bobbed.

His gaze burned darker.

He lightly nudged her nose with his. "Be a good girl. Go to sleep."

The nudge tickled, making Riley's eyelashes flutter. She pulled back just slightly, staring at his perfect features through her drunken haze. A wave of inexplicable joy washed over her, and she leaned right back in. "You're so pretty. Can I give you a kiss?"

Sebastian stared at her intensely.

"If you don't answer, I'm taking that as a yes," Riley declared. She immediately leaned forward and planted a loud kiss on his cheek. Looking like a cat that had successfully stolen a treat, her eyes curved into happy little crescents.

Sebastian looked into her sparkling, liquid eyes. "Are you going to kiss me again?"

"Yes." Riley leaned in again, but just as she kissed him and tried to pull away, Sebastian cradled the back of her head, locking her in place. He parted her lips and deepened the kiss.

With his other hand, he gently held her IV-hooked hand, making sure she couldn't thrash around.

Zachary on the sofa was completely deadpan.

Was he completely invisible to them?

"Sebastian, I missed you."

The words exploded in her mind out of nowhere.

Riley bolted upright in bed in sheer horror. Did she actually say that?!

No way, right?

More chaotic memories rushed in. She and Sebastian kissing in the car, her arms wrapped around his neck, kissing him back passionately?!

What happened after that?

Right, Franklin Finch opened the car door!

And then... what happened next?

Just then, the bedroom door was pushed open, interrupting her panicked thoughts.

Sebastian walked in. "You're awake?"

Remembering the dream-like kiss and the 'Sebastian, I missed you', Riley's face instantly burned red.

Sebastian sat down on the edge of the bed. "Are you feeling any discomfort anywhere?"

"No." Too embarrassed to look at him, Riley lowered her eyes, only to spot the medical tape on the back of her hand. She looked up in shock. "I was on an IV?"

"Yes. You were crying about your stomach hurting from the alcohol last night, so I had Zachary come over and put you on a drip." Seeing her completely bewildered expression, he asked, "Do you not remember what happened last night?"

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