"Really?" She asked doubtfully, not entirely trusting him since he had previously made a deal that he would only tell her once she had mastered Spanish, but he nodded.
"Really. But only if you eat and let me hold you to sleep. If you won't, then I will leave and never tell you the history." Sebastian negotiated calmly, already knowing she would not willingly allow him into her bed without some kind of arrangement. Furthermore, she might plan to skip yet another meal if he didn't find a way to make her eat.
Viola pursed her lips, looking up at his face. The truth was she didn't want him to go, she was genuinely longing for a good night's sleep, and she was also deeply curious about the feud. The only thing standing in the way was eating, because her stomach felt far too uncomfortable to hold anything down. The thought of food was sickening at this point.
