Page 93 of John + Siena: The Complete Duet

“I don’t know …” She looked him over, and brushed her hand along the cut line of his jaw. “Something about you is different lately. You’re … laughing more, and whatever else.”

“That sounds normal to me.”

Siena hummed. “I didn’t say it was a bad thing. Just different.”

“You think?”

“Yeah.”

“And you’re sure that’s not a bad thing?”

“Never,” she promised him. “Did you end up getting some sleep last night?”

“Very little. I’m fine—wide awake, bella.”

He tickled a hand up her side, making her giggle.

“I can see that.” Siena gave him a look, and said, “And playful, too. Where’s that coming from?”

“I can’t be playful with you?”

“You can. You usually aren’t, though. Serious to a fault. A bit intense.”

“Give it a little bit, and I’ll go that direction, too.”

Siena laughed. “No doubt. But, you’re sure that everything is good with you?”

“Yeah. So, my mood is little up.”

Siena lifted a brow. “Just your mood?”

John’s throat tightened with her suggestion. “Give me some time today, and we’ll see what else gets popping up.”

“I didn’t mean it like that,” she said, her cheeks reddening.

“I bet you did.”

“Mmhmm. What were you doing when I called, anyway? Work again?”

“No, cleaning.”

Siena’s smile faded a bit. “Your house is spotless, John.”

He shrugged. “Gotta do something to keep my attention focused.”

“You could focus on me.”

John laughed, dark and husky. His hand skimmed up her back, and tangled in the ends of Siena’s hair. He tugged gently, and leaned in to capture her mouth with another one of his kisses. A hotter, and harder kiss. One that left his lungs aching with the need to breathe, and made her pupils blow wide while she stared back at him.

He pulled away.

But not because he wanted to.

“Trust me,” he said, “the only thing I plan on doing for the rest of today is focusing entirely on you, Siena. Whatever you want to do, and wherever you want to go. That’s what we’re going to do, love.”

Her smile softened and sweetened. “Yeah?”

“Yeah.”