Total pages in book: 89
Estimated words: 84203 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 421(@200wpm)___ 337(@250wpm)___ 281(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 84203 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 421(@200wpm)___ 337(@250wpm)___ 281(@300wpm)
When we’re both stuffed, she leans back and sighs. “That was freaking good. Thank you. Keep it up and you just might convince me that you’re husband material after all.” She winks playfully and I chuckle. But then, something hits me...
“Wait, I didn’t order this food.”
She glances around. “You didn’t do this? The food, the candles… the music?”
“No…”
We stare at each other for several seconds before we both say “Ellie” at the same time.
“That girl.” Sienna shakes her head.
“Hey, you can’t be too mad. The food was good, the ambience was on point, and I got the chance to enjoy a nice meal with you.”
“I know, but she shouldn’t be sticking her nose where it doesn’t belong.” She gets up and walks toward the stairs, and I follow after. “Ellie! You can come out now.”
When it remains quiet, aside from the music, Sienna’s features morph into concern. “Eliza!” Nothing.
She glances back at me and then ascends the stairs, two at a time. She swings open Ellie’s door and finds the room empty. While she checks the bathroom, I’m already pulling my phone out and clicking on my security system app.
Fuck. She opened the door twice. Not good. I click on the camera and rewind and sure enough, she’s accepting the food brought up by the restaurant and then heads out a few minutes later.
Not good. Not fucking good at all.
“Oh my God,” Sienna cries, glancing at my phone. “She left? How did I just enjoy an entire meal without realizing my sister was gone? This is exactly why I told you I can’t date. She has to be my priority. What if someone takes her?”
As I’m dialing security, the alarm sounds, indicating my front door has been opened. A second later, Ellie’s voice rings out. “You better be careful. The last time I snuck up on them they were—
“Yo, Bro,” Lincoln yells, cutting Ellie off. Sienna and I both rush to the top of the stairs and find Lincoln and Ellie in the doorway. “Missing something?” he asks, pushing Ellie inside the foyer.
“Oh, thank God!” Sienna flies down the stairs and pulls her sister into a hug. “Where were you?” Before Ellie can answer, she turns toward Lincoln and asks, “Where did you find her?”
“She convinced Bruno to let her into my place,” Lincoln says dryly. “I was in the shower getting ready to go to the club. Came out and she was sitting on my couch.”
“Ellie!” Sienna hisses.
“What?” Ellie scoffs. “It’s not like I was naked or anything. I was just trying to give you two some quiet time to make up for walking in on you guys last night.”
Lincoln chuckles. “I gotta run.”
“Thank you,” Sienna says. “I’m so sorry. This won’t happen again.”
“It’s all good,” Lincoln says with a small grin. He reaches out and ruffles Ellie’s hair playfully, which has her glaring his way. “Try to stay out of trouble, kid.”
“I’m not a kid,” Ellie yells as he closes the door behind him.
“Yes, you are,” Sienna says with a glare. “And now you’re a grounded kid. Phone.” She extends her hand and Ellie gasps.
“Seriously?”
“Seriously,” Sienna says in a stern voice, reminding me of my mom when she would punish us.
Ellie rolls her eyes but drops it into her sister’s palm. “Try to do something nice and end up grounded. So ridiculous,” she mumbles, as she stomps up the stairs. A few seconds later, her door clicks shut, and it’s just Sienna and me, alone again.
“I’m sorry,” she says with a sigh. “I’ll try to keep her under control while we’re here.”
“Hey.” I snake my arm around her waist and pull her into me. “I think your sister is pretty fucking awesome. I mean, she’s the reason I finally got to take you out on a date. She’s clearly team Micah.” I shrug, and Sienna snorts out a laugh. “Besides, with Ellie in her room for the night, I get to have you all to myself.” I press my lips to hers, loving that I can do that and she won’t push me away.
“Nice try,” she says dryly. “But my dear sister never ate dinner. Which means, she’ll be coming out at some point, bored and complaining that she’s starved, and I’ll be damned if she catches me in a compromising position again.”
CHAPTER SEVENTEEN
MICAH
“Micah.”
My lids snap open, and I sit up quickly, instinctually reaching for the gun I keep in my bedside table. But when my eyes adjust, I find Sienna standing in the doorway. She’s wearing a tiny pink silk tank top and even tinier matching shorts, the light from somewhere outside of my room making her glow like a goddamn angel.
“What’s wrong?” I ask, trying and failing to ignore the way her pebbled nipples are poking through the thin material of her top.
“Nothing,” she says, her voice cracking. “I was just…” She sucks her bottom lip into her mouth, and I’m momentarily distracted. Between being half-asleep and her looking like a walking wet dream, it takes me a second to focus. But once I do, I get the impression she’s nervous about something.