“I don’t say we all ought to misbehave. But we ought to look as if we could”
― Oscar Wilde
Sienna POV
I heard voices downstairs as I left the bedroom in a champagne coloured silk cami dress and a sheer shirt I had tied together below my breasts. I felt so over the top but I wanted to make a better impression than looking like I had been having copious amounts of mind-blowing s*x, which, of course, was the truth.
Their hushed voices in the kitchen came to an abrupt halt when they heard me padding down the stairs barefoot. My heart was pulsating. My hands were trembling. I thought I was going to throw up. I don’t think I have ever been this nervous before.
I turned the sharp corner at the bottom of the stairs and saw them both standing by the kitchen island, staring at me. My eyes loc
