Quiet

Elle's heart skipped a beat as she blinked and reread what she wrote. 

Slowly, she lifted her gaze to him, a little nervous of what reaction she would see displayed on his face. 

Sebastian's gaze was fixed on hers. Devil-bright again. 

Their gazes held. 

"Don't tempt me on this too, Izabelle." His voice low, as he reached out to take the notebook and pen from her hand before tucking her into bed. "It's time for you to sleep and rest. We're done talking, for now." Though his words sounded tough, his tone was extremely gentle.

She protested through her eyes but Sebastian did not budge and only looked intently at her. Knowing that this time he was serious, Elle had no choice but to lay back. For now.

Her eyes continued drinking in his features until she eventually drifted off to sleep.