Page 57 of Vow

No surprise there.

Andino was giving her time.

Instead of Haven, it was a text from Pink. The enforcer keeping an eye on Siena Calabrese, and reporting back when something interesting came up. Andino was still trying to figure out what to do with that woman, after all, and how to get her safely back to his cousin.

Where she deserved to be.

Siena took up yoga—same time every week on Wednesdays and Fridays.

Andino looked over Pink’s message again, and nodded to himself. Good, the girl did know how to listen, and follow directions.

That spelled good things for her.

Instead of replying to Pink, Andino sent off a message to John’s father instead. A simple, I think I might go visit John.

Lucian would know what it meant.

• • •

“Yoga seemed like a good fit for you,” Andino said as the woman of the hour stepped out of the changing rooms with her gaze turned to the floor. It was the sound of his voice that finally made Siena Calabrese take note of her surroundings, and who was near. Her eyes widened when they landed on him leaning against the wall. He gave her a quick smile, and when she glanced down the corridor with visible fear, he said, “Your enforcer is still outside like the dumb fuck he is.”

Siena relaxed a bit, but not much. It had been a good while since Andino had seen this woman, and the last time … well, it was when her fucking brothers dragged her away from John’s house that awful night.

She looked better.

And yet, she still looked sad.

Not surprising.

Andino was hoping he could make things better for this woman, and maybe … she could help him out, too. A tit for tat, kind of thing, if everything went well.

“Your yoga class starts in what, ten minutes?” he asked.

“About that, yeah.”

“How long is it?”

“Hour and a half, sometimes a little less.”

“Does the enforcer come in to watch, or check on you?”

Siena shook her head. “He hasn’t so far.”

“Good.” Andino pushed away from the wall, and gave her a second look. “Do you want to change back into your other clothes, or are you good with the yoga pants and tank top?”

She only blinked. “What?”

“We’ve got places to go, and people to see. Do you want to change, or are you good?”

That fear in her eyes was back in a blink.

“I shouldn’t leave,” Siena whispered.

Andino arched a brow. “Not even to see John?”

That had her perking back up again.

He smiled.