"Three days!" Sienna raised three fingers to Lina's face, "I remained dead for three days."
Lina pushed rice crackers into her mouth, "Yeah. And something is seriously wrong with your contract husband," Her voice dropped to a whisper when she said the last two words.
"Can you stop munching that when you know I'm on a strict diet?" Sienna's eyes kept roaming over the glossy wrapper in Lina's hand.
Hunter had been quite strict about her diet. No junk. No outside food. No packaged food. Until her foot wouldn't heal.
Lina brushed her off with the wave of her hand, "Your husband… he didn't let me stay for a single night. He wanted to do everything… like every fu*cking thing," Lina finished with a teasing glint in her eyes.
"He would lie beside you, make you soups, bark orders at Brian. Then suddenly he wanted a washcloth to wipe your face. Guess what he used to do when he had nothing to do?" She paused dramatically.
