Sienna's phone had been buzzing all morning. Not Alessandro—she'd blocked that number. But Jade, who'd seen the gallery photos online.
Jade: "b***h. You're dating Dante Moretti???"
Jade: "Also—Alessandro looks MISERABLE in pic #3. I'm printing and framing it."
Sienna smiled from the window seat of Dante's office. They'd meant to discuss the Brooklyn project but had gotten derailed talking about books and cooking.
"Your friend seems enthusiastic," Dante said.
"Jade wants to meet you. Fair warning—she'll interrogate you."
"I can handle interrogation."
"Business school doesn't ask if your intentions are honorable."
"Are we talking about your intentions or mine?" Dante closed his laptop. "Because mine are only sixty percent honorable."
Heat crept up Sienna's neck. Three weeks of datin
