Page 81 of John + Siena: The Complete Duet

She didn’t know what to make of it, but she liked it.

“What are we doing?” she asked him.

John didn’t even think about it before answering. “I mean, whatever you want to do, Siena.”

“Are we … doing something now?”

“Like what, Siena? Right now, I’m driving you to work.”

“No, I mean, you and me, John.”

He cleared his throat, and shifted a bit in the driver’s seat. “Depends on if you’re still angry with me about taking off on you and shit.”

“Blackmail, huh?”

John didn’t even try to hide his grin. “I have to make you forget about that somehow, don’t I?”

“I’m not … mad,” she said. “I might bring it up, but I’m not mad.”

His laughter came out thick and husky.

A melody of sin.

“I see,” John said.

“Anyway, I just … want to know. If we are doing something, or whatever. So, I know from the jump what’s going on here. I don’t like games, John.”

“We can be doing something,” he murmured, his gaze drifting from the road to her, and then back again. “You might want to let me take you out properly or something, but that’s up to you.”

She hummed under her breath, very much liking the idea he proposed. “I will hold you to that.”

“Noted. But you should know, I’m a terribly jealous fucker, and I don’t like to share.”

“Me, either.”

John’s lips curved sinfully at the edges. “Got it, love.”

“You can’t blow me off without an explanation ever again,” she warned.

“I can’t make promises, but I’ll always be back.”

Siena took that offer in, and said, “Okay.”

“Sometimes, I’m not very easy to deal with,” John said, keeping his gaze firmly on the road and anywhere but on her. “It’s just a part of who I am, Siena. I don’t mean to make shit difficult, but it happens, regardless.”

She thought about the things she found that morning.

Even though she hadn’t meant to …

He was trying to tell her something without giving it all away.

“Okay,” she said again.

John finally looked over at her. “Just okay, huh?”

Siena shrugged. “I never really liked easy—I like things that make sense. Like romance novels with a happily ever after, or numbers that need to add up in a book. You, too.”

His dark, low chuckles rumbled in the car. Unbothered, grinning, and looking like he didn’t have a fucking care in the world, Siena thought John was the most beautiful man she had ever seen in her life. All over again, at the sight of him like that, she was stuck silent.