Hate You, Love You
They both jerked back as Maria, the housekeeper, entered the kitchen, completely oblivious to whatever had just passed between them.
“Oh! Good morning, Miss Sienna, Mr. Pierce,” she greeted, bustling past them toward the pantry.
Sienna swallowed hard, forcing herself to step away. The warmth of his skin lingered on hers, making her pulse unsteady.
Grayson, as if nothing had happened, cleared his throat. “Good morning, Maria.”
And just like that, the moment was gone.
But Sienna knew the truth.
So did he.
It had been just a touch.
But it had lasted too long.
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