SIENNA’S POVHe turned nervously, and for a moment, the way he looked at me made my stomach twist. Not the kind of twist that comes from falling down a staircase—no, this was sharper, deeper, a warning and a promise tangled together.His gray eyes lingered on me for too long. My pulse spiked.I swallowed, trying to hide the rush of heat rising in my cheeks. He didn’t move away. He didn’t blink. He just stared, and every second stretched, heavy and dangerous.I exhaled slowly, leaning over just enough to take a step down. “I said—problem with what?”For a heartbeat, he didn’t answer. Then, finally, he chuckled. Low. Smooth. Like gravel sliding over silk. He looked down at the floor, but that faint smirk curling his lips made my pulse stutter again.“It’s none of your business, darling,” he said, the word “darling” sharp and teasing all at once.I couldn’t help it. My hands flew to my hips, chest puffed up, and I tilted my head like a cat challenging a predator. “Last time I checked, I
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