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She kept her gaze on the mug as she poured coffee in it. “To all of it. Amazing, life changing, thorough and capable doesn’t do him justice.”

Paige squealed and did a little dance, coffee sloshing over the mug she held. “I knew it.”

“That’s all I’m going to say,” Sienna added quickly. “No details.”

“Fine,” Paige said as she grabbed a paper towel from the rack attached to the underside of the cabinet. “I even kind of respect you for it. Although I wouldn’t complain if you changed your mind.”

Sienna shook her head. “What’s going on around here?” She gestured toward the living room, where there was still a gaping hole in the floor.

“The contractor is coming today to tell me how much money I don’t have that it will take to fix everything.”

“Sorry.”

Paige shrugged. “I’ll figure it out. I always do. What’s next for you and Cole?”

“Nothing.”

“Do we need to revisit amazing, thorough and more than capable?”

“It was great but I’m not here for that. I need to talk to my dad. We had a little incident last night.”

“What does that mean?”

“I never remembered much about my life before we left Crimson. I’m starting to now. It’s weird. The situation was so black-and-white to me, but there’s more to it than I realized.”

“There always is with family.”

Sienna sipped at her coffee. “Do you need help with money for the repairs? I have some savings that—”

“No.” Paige held up a hand. “You’re a guest here—my only paying guest at the moment.”

“That’s not going to change,” Sienna pointed out, “until the inn is up and running. Isn’t summer the big tourist season in town?”

“Well, yes.”

“So you need to get things moving.”

“Are you trying to manage my life because it’s easier to deal with than yours?”

Sienna sighed. “Maybe.”

Paige sliced a piece of banana bread from the loaf cooling on the stove, placed it on a small plate and handed it to Sienna. “Eat some carbs, then go visit Declan. I’ll let you know when I need help around here.”

“Fine.” Sienna popped a bite of the sweet bread in her mouth, then headed upstairs for a shower. The part of her night with Cole she hadn’t shared was the fact that she’d rushed to get dressed and run out of his house while he was showering this morning. It was cowardly and stupid, but as close as she’d felt to him last night, she couldn’t quite face him in the morning. There were way too many questions about where they went next that she wasn’t ready to ask or to answer.

She got dressed in the clothes she’d worn her first day in Colorado—a silk shirt and pleated trousers far too formal for this town. She really needed to shop for something new, but that was one more item on her to-do list she was embarrassed to admit she couldn’t handle at the moment.

Did she buy clothes appropriate for summer in Colorado or restock her wardrobe with items she’d be able to use back in her old life? It was hard to know when she was so unclear as to what was coming next.

She could hear Paige talking to someone when she came back downstairs and noticed an enormous truck parked at the curb with the words Travers Construction painted on the side.

Sienna slipped out the front door and headed for her rental car. Her phone rang just as she turned the key in the ignition.

“Did you forget something?” Cole’s deep voice asked when she picked up.

She swallowed, butterflies taking flight in her belly just at the sound of his voice. “I don’t think so.”

“How about to say goodbye?” he suggested, and she could hear both amusement and frustration lacing his tone.