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He smiled a lopsided smile at her. “Are you telling me to get back to work?”
Sienna blushed. “Uh-huh.”
Cruz stepped back from the table. “Don’t think you’re getting off that lightly.” He dangled the coaster between two fingers and made his way back to the stage.
“Holy shit, that guy’s hot.” Royce was practically drooling.
“Hey, shut that trap door.” Jack pushed our man’s mouth shut.
“Come on, you gotta admit…” Royce began.
Tate narrowed his eyes at the lead singer. “Watch yourself with him, Sienna.”
“Yeah. Sure. Whatever.” She was glued to the guy.
“Ahh, Sienna? Don’t forget you have a Ruben back home,” I whispered.
She snapped out of it briefly. “Oh, I know. I would totally never—”
“Cheat?” I pressed.
Her gaze flickered across to Jeremy, who was still smiling at her. Damn him.
“Never.”
For once in my life, I didn’t believe her. She was experiencing the same magnetic pull I had with every one of my men. It was a force that was hard to resist. But I hoped, for Ruben’s sake, she would.
Would he be as open to the idea of having an open relationship?
I shook Sienna’s arm and tried to snap her out of it. “Sin. Talk to Ruben first.”
“What?”
“If you want to shag either of those guys, talk to Ruben first. He deserves that kind of honesty.”
Sienna gripped my shoulders. “Louisa, trust me. I’m completely honest and open with Ruben.” She pressed her hand to the side of her head.
“Maybe it’s time for us all to go home?” Eric suggested. “Those shots are bound to go to your head.”
“Yeah, I am feeling buzzed. That was fun, though, right?”
Royce chuckled. “You had us entertained.”
“Come on. We’ll take you home.” Jack patted her shoulder.
“Thanks. It’s a little out of your way. I’m living in Tottenham.”
“Sounds like we’ll have a little after-dark sightseeing tonight, lads and ladies.”
I laughed at Eric’s pathetic English accent as I linked my arm through Sienna’s. “Come on, you.”
“This is me right here.”
The taxi pulled up outside one of the dozens of identical row houses on one of the quieter Tottenham streets.
Harris stared up at the buildings on either side of us. “How the hell do you tell them apart?”
“I can’t. I have to count them as I go along. Fourth on the left from the southern end of the street,” Sienna replied and climbed out of the cab, pulling her overcoat tighter as the cold air hit her. “Thanks for the ride and the cab fare. See you soon, okay?”
