I headed to his office, my heart pounding. What if Sienna was still there? What if he decided his ex-fiancée was more important than whatever was starting between us?
I raised my hand to knock just as the door opened. A woman stepped out and I found myself face to face with the most beautiful person I'd ever seen.
Sienna Calloway was tall, willowy, with long black hair and striking violet eyes. She wore an expensive designer suit that screamed money and power. She looked me up and down, one perfectly shaped eyebrow rising.
"You must be Mary Hart," she said, her voice smooth as silk. "I've heard quite a bit about you."
"From who?"
"From Owen. He's been talking about you nonstop for weeks, according to my sources." Her smile didn't reach her eyes. "It's cute. His little intern crush."
