"No, probably not." Sebastian looked at Rachel, trying not to laugh. She seemed so at ease, perfect as a hostess. "I'll take a glass of wine. Since you're offering." Leaning back against the counter, Sebastian made himself comfortable, his body relaxing. "Our place isn't bad. It's a huge apartment. We each have our own bedroom. And then there's a small room I converted into a walk in closet, of course." Reaching up, Sebastian ran one hand through his hair. "My father insisted that I do not stay in the dorms. He wants me to focus on my studying. I am not going to argue. If only Hunter's damn cat wasn't there, it would be perfect."