Almost unconsciously, Sienna glanced toward him again.
This time, he sat quietly on the couch, reading something seriously on his iPad.
His expression remained calm and focused. He looks too handsome and dangerous for her already fragile emotions.
Her gaze lingered for another second before she finally placed the last dish inside the washer.
However, right after that, a wave of drowsiness settled over her.
Not wanting to disturb him while he worked, she quietly turned and walked toward her bedroom.
But, before she could even touch the doorknob, her hand paused mid-air—
"Sienna…" Zachary's voice reached her immediately.
She turned toward him. "Yes?"
His eyes remained fixed on her.
"Where are you going?" He asked.
Sienna paused briefly.
For some reason, explaining that she wanted a nap suddenly felt awkward while Zachary Sterling was still in her living room.
"I'm… a little sleepy," she admitted after a few seconds. "Do you mind waiting here alone?"
