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Sienna followed Simon Forrester into the office. A cashmere blanket was draped over the sofa.
She turned to look at Simon Forrester, who was drawing the curtains on the glass door: "What time did you sleep?"
"Maybe around six o'clock."
"So you got up after just a little over an hour of rest?"
Simon Forrester finished drawing the curtains and turned on the warm yellow lights, making the office invisible from outside.
He walked over, pulled Sienna into his arms, his fingers running through her slightly chilled long hair, and kissed her softly, asking in a low voice, "Why didn't you sleep a little longer on such a cold day?"
She nestled obediently in his arms, saying, "I was worried you wouldn't have a warm breakfast at work, so I brought some porridge for you."
He laughed, lifted her into his arms, carried her to the sofa, removed her coat, and wrapped her slender body in the cashmere blanket.
