F2F ⇄ SEBTANA
There was no denying that Santana had her lingering doubts about this facade of theirs. How she was meant to distract from the fact that Sebastian would have clearly preferred to have a hot guy on his arm was beyond her. Then again, she was a head turner, if she did say so herself. The amount of men, along with a few women, that openly stared was enough to prove that she’d be a welcome piece of arm candy. And, though a part of her wanted to be out among the crowd to flirt her way into some pretty thing’s bed, she was stuck here as Sebastian’s date.
So it may not have been entirely fair for her to judge so quickly and question his motives. She could see, even from a distance, the way he appeared to tense whenever his father appeared to draw near. It made her a touch sympathetic, enough to have her gently pulling him away from a woman who was blatantly flirting and thrust a drink into his hand. “Looked like you needed some saving and I’m a total sucker for a damsel in distressed,” She deadpanned, eyes scanning the crowd as she twined her arm in his. They had to keep up appearances, after all. “How about we go get some fresh air?” She asked, watching Sebastian out of the corner of her eye. He looked like he could use the moment away, and she couldn’t deny that she did too. Formal affairs had never been her thing, anyway.
