Page 212 of John + Siena: The Complete Duet

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Siena caught sight of the smile Lucian directed her way one last time before John stepped into the room, and colored up her vision entirely. Nothing else mattered nearly as much as he did when he was in her presence.

“You should close the door,” she told him, grinning a little.

John still seemed a bit stunned at seeing her there. Not that she blamed him. “I should, shouldn’t I?”

Siena nodded. “Yeah. I mean, who knows what’s going to happen now that you’re finally up here. We wouldn’t want to give the rest of the floor a show, right?”

His tongue snuck from his mouth to touch his top lip as he grinned in the most salacious way. A smile that spoke entirely of sex and sin, and how dangerous this man could be for her body and heart.

Goddamn.

She loved him.

Still.

So much.

John reached back, and swung the door closed without ever taking his eyes away from Siena. Like maybe he thought if he blinked, she might suddenly disappear on him. It was almost comical.

“Look at that,” she said.

John’s eyebrow quirked up. “Hmm, what?”

Siena waved a hand between them. “We match.”

He looked damn good in the fitted tux he wore. It hugged all of his strong lines, showcased his broad shoulders, and only added to the tall, dark, and handsome thing he had going on. The peach vest, tie, and pocket square as accents to his tux perfectly matched the color of the dress she had picked for church that morning.

John’s gaze traveled over Siena’s body, unashamed. He didn’t even try to hide the way he lingered on her legs, and then his gaze skipped back up to her face just as fast. “I suppose we do match. Was that part of the plan, too?”

“What plan?”

“You being here.”

“That was the only plan,” she said. “And really, I don’t even think they knew if this would work out, John. Sometimes, I get a message to try and be somewhere at a certain time, and I just can’t make it work, so I don’t go. It happens. Today could have been one of those.”

“Except it wasn’t. You’re here.”

“I am.”

Siena offered him another brilliant smile, but John only stood there, still as stone, and staring at her in that way of his. A way that put her entirely off balance, and yet grounded her at the same time. She didn’t want to move, yet she wanted more than anything to reach out and drag him closer to her.

“I’ll have to leave in the morning. Early, likely. I have to be at one of Kev’s restaurants tomorrow, so the enforcer will need to see me leaving the house like he always does. I can’t risk staying any longer than that.”

John nodded. “And where are your brothers that they’re not looking for you tonight? I assume that’s why you were able to get away today. Or was it just the right circumstance kind of thing?”

Siena laughed, although the sound came out a bit hollow. “It’s always when the right circumstances happen, John. I live with Kev, now. Occasionally, they let me go back to my apartment to grab some things, but someone is always with me.”

He frowned. “Oh.”

“My life revolves around them—it’s not new, though. My life was always about what they wanted or needed me to do, and the small illusion of freedom that I had before was just that, and nothing more. An illusion.”

John’s jaw ticked—a sure sign of his irritation. “Circumstances were right today, then?”

“Something like that. I don’t know where my brothers are at the moment. Out of town for a couple of days. That’s all they told me when they left last night.”

“Out of town,” he echoed.