Damon:
She didn’t see me at first.
Her steps were steady, her head dipped slightly forward as if the weight of the world was still pressing down on her shoulders, even in heels and that ridiculous buttoned-up blouse. Her hair was in a loose bun, strands slipping around her face as she exited the building with a few coworkers trailing behind her.
I wished that she was not as stubborn, at least I would have provided her what she needed. But no, Sienna had to get what she wanted and she had to do it the way that she wanted, otherwise I was stopping her from what she was going to do.
It took her less than two seconds to notice me once she stepped off the last stair.
Sienna froze.
She had caught my scent.
Her dark brown eyes blinked once, then again, like she couldn’t quite believe I was
