Isaac entered the condo with Savino on his heels, an annoyed expression on his face.
“Now what?” Sienna laughed at his scowl as she sipped the coffee Alvar had made her.
“For the love of all things holy, why are you always half naked?” Savino complained as he put his hand over his eyes. “Put a robe on.”
“You are blood relatives.” Alvar laughed at Savino, “and she’s not nude. If you weren’t related, I’d be more irritated. She’s your cousin.”
“Which is what makes it this much worse,” he grunted and threw his hands up in frustration.
Alvar kissed her cheek. “Go put a robe on otherwise I have to shoot Isaac. He keeps staring at your legs and those are mine to ogle.”
She looked down at the tiny crop top and booty shorts she had on and shook her head. “Surrounded by prudes. What will you
