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“What, not to your taste?” he asks, cocking an eyebrow at me just before letting out a laugh. “Fucking pussies. Did you see how soaked his jeans were in piss? I mean, for fuck's sake. The man deals in multimillion dollar cocaine shipments.”
“Right, I’m out of here, that’s enough fun for tonight,” I give him a nod as I go to close his door.
“You off to go get your girl now?” Luca asks with genuine interest.
“Tomorrow,” is all I give him.
I need a shower and sleep. But Carlo’s words will not stop repeating in my head. Since when did I suddenly become conscious of dragging other people into this world? Sienna is making me see my life from a whole new standpoint. I know it’s dangerous, but I can’t bring myself to let her go. Not now, not ever.
What would I do if someone threatened to slit her throat in front of me? Well, I wouldn’t piss my pants, that’s for sure. I’d kill them before they even got the chance to finish their sentence.
My car screen wakes up with a text, Sexy Sienna’s name flashing across the top. I tap to open the message.
Sexy Sienna
As requested, I’m in bed. Naked. Night Champ x x
Visions of her perfect silky smooth body naked, spread out in bed cloud my brain. I swipe the message away and roar the car to life. Maybe if I wait until after my world championship fight, I can have her then. No mafia, no real danger. Rubbing my hand over my face, I shake my head. Shit. I don’t think I can leave her alone for another six weeks. That sounds torturous.
CHAPTER16
SIENNA
The last two days pass by in a blur, work, and straight home. Repeat. I keep checking my phone, but nothing. Maybe his not coming back to my apartment was his way of cutting me off. The way his eyes ate me up, the desire that flashed across his face when around me, I really believed he felt this too.Then why hasn’t he bothered since?
I text him the night after the training to say ‘goodnight’. Well that, plus the fact I was naked in bed. I never got a peep back. Maddie tried to reason with me. I caved and gave her the entire story and she gushed the whole time, pure excitement radiating from her. She truly is a sucker for love. I just wish she would hurry up and find someone worthy of her, someone to worship the ground she walks on. By God, does she deserve it.
David’s picked up on my new foul mood in the office. Even his black cherry hot chocolate offering can’t cheer me up. I am pining over a man. Not just any man-–a man who worships me when he is with me but then forgets about me as soon as I’m out of sight. I just don’t understand.Maybe my mom was right; I’m not good enough for people to stick around.
Recently, it has become clearer that financial security isn’t a big part of my dream. I need to pursue my passion, which has only grown since the training day at Keller’s gym. I need to speak to Paula and see if there is any way I could go full time. There is enough money to see me for a while.
I am tapping away on the computer, reading these boring ass mediation notes. Don’t get me wrong; usually, I find these juicy. We are currently representing the poor, betrayed, angry wife, trying to obtain funds she rightly deserves after being cheated on. Most of the time the couples can’t keep their cool. They storm out of the meeting room red faced and shouting expletives and complaining about each other almost every time. I thought family law would be focused more on the family aspect, like looking out for the children and not ripping the family apart. In reality, it’s all about money, who can get or keep the most, and how much damage could they put on the other person. Another tick in the box for why Sienna won’t be partaking in this marriage crap. I’ve been that child in the middle of a family splitting up and now I witness it daily. People are selfish.
Or maybe I am just bitter, because I have never gone down the aisle and recently can’t even keep a man interested in more than just having sex with me. Hardly the morale boost a girl needs.
“Could you tap any louder, Sienna? I’m sure they can hear you smashing the keys on the floor below,” David chuckles, poking me in the arm.
“Oi, you know I’m just sooo engrossed in my job. I just need to get the words out,” I tease. He knows full well this isn’t my career of choice. But that doesn’t mean I’m not bloody good at what I do.
“Har-har. No, something clearly pissed you off. You forget I know you. How about some fresh air? We haven’t had a chance since you abandoned me at the club last week,” he says. I know he means well.
Checking the time in the corner of my computer, it’s 1 pm. Perfect time for lunch. I nab my coat from the back of my chair and motion for David to hurry up, not wanting to run into our boss who would just eat into our lunch break requesting updates on what I have already emailed him. He is utterly useless with technology and doesn’t read his emails.
Once outside, David loops his arms through mine, giving me a big grin. It’s so easy spending time with him. I just don’t know if I’m ready to tell him the real reason I’m upset. He’s going to think I’m mad for jumping out of the fire into the pan so quickly.
The crisp autumn breeze whips around my face, making my cheeks blush, but the sun is beaming. It’s beautiful out. We walk along the sidewalk arm in arm for a few minutes, just taking in the fresh air. It is nice and peaceful. Just what I need to clear my head.
David runs into the Starbucks on the corner to grab us a couple of lattes, perfect to warm my hands up. The office is only a ten-minute walk to Sheep Meadow in Central Park, our favorite place to wander around on our lunch breaks. Although this is close to Christmas, it’s packed with tourists, so grabbing a bench isn’t always easy.
I don’t celebrate Christmas anymore. Having a mom who got pissed the whole day, burned the turkey, and had a meltdown throwing my presents in the garbage, kind of ruined the whole holiday for me. But I do have to say, New York at Christmas is spectacular. The twinkling lights, the tree at Rockefeller Center, and the insane amount of parties. They sure know how to celebrate here. If I wasn’t such a grinch, it would be incredible. Maybe one day.
“So, Baby Girl, wanna tell me what’s bothering you? Does it have something to do with a certain man who whisked you away after looking like he was going to murder me on the spot for touching you?” He wags his eyebrows.
Letting out a sigh, I resign. Here goes nothing.
“I know you probably think I’m ridiculous entertaining someone so soon after Jamie. I really thought there was something there. I’m not sure what exactly, but the sex was mind blowing. Like, I don’t think I’ll ever experience anything as good as that again.” I cringe, realizing I’m going into details about my sex life with David.
“Oh Baby Girl. There are plenty of men out there who know how to use their dicks, you know. Don’t write yourself off too soon.”
