## Hazel's POV
"I swear your exact words were 'don't come,'" Sebastian's low voice teased through my phone as I finished adjusting the last model's collar.
I smiled, watching the rehearsal unfold while holding the phone to my ear. "I said wait until after the show. That's very different from 'don't come.'"
"Semantics," he replied, and I could hear the smile in his voice. "How's the final rehearsal going?"
"Almost perfect." I gave the model an approving nod. "Just one more run-through and we're done for today."
"Good, because I have plans for you tonight."
His words sent shivers down my spine. "Oh? What kind of plans?"
"The kind that involve you, me, and a very private dinner overlooking Milan."
I lowered my voice. "You're making it very hard to focus on work right now."
Sebastian chuckled. "That's the idea. Look for me when you're done."
