“Yes.” I nod. “I heard you. I...”
I step back, my hands over my mouth. I don’t want to believe what I’m thinking.
Holy shit. I can hear the man’s thoughts. My head injury didn’t give me superpowers, did it?
Sebastian crosses his arms over his chest. “I doubt that.”
My arms fall to my sides. “Shit. You can hear my thoughts, too?”
He doesn’t answer but that silence just confirms my suspicion.
“This is insane.”
I pace the living room as I chew a fingernail.
Sebastian follows me, but keeps a careful distance. “Will you please stop pacing the room?”
I stop walking only because I’m tired of pacing. I fold my arms over my chest and narrow my eyes at him. “How long have you been able to hear my thoughts?”
He leans on the side of the shelf. “That’s how I found you. I heard you calling.”
I raise my hands in automatic protest. “But I didn’t...”
Wait a sec. I did call for help. Well, I begged for help. I didn’t think anyone would answer but now that I think back on it...Was it his voice I heard just before I fell unconscious?
Sebastian’s eyebrows furrow. “What?”
It was his voice. I remember, which means I did hear him back then. Or maybe I was just getting disoriented.
“Think something.”
His eyebrows go up. “Excuse me?”
“Think something so I can say for sure if I can really read your mind or I’m just going crazy, like your favorite color.”
“No.”
“Alright, no isn’t really a color. Let me try something else...” What do you prefer? Dog or cat?
Dog.
I grin, pointing a finger at him. “Gotcha.”
The corners of his lips curve down into a scowl.
I wipe the grin off my face as I sit on the edge of the couch.
“Oh, shit. I can’t believe this is happening.” I glance at Sebastian. “Have you always been able to read minds?”
He doesn’t answer.
“Well, not me. If I had, I would have had a few promotions by now, maybe won the lottery, bought my own house, got married...”
I stop, realizing I’m babbling.
“Sorry. I tend to babble I’m nervous.” I take a deep breath. “You’re Sebastian, right?”
“And you’re Clarissa Wagner.”