Sienna’s POV
“Thanks for earlier—for bringing Ann,” I murmured as I walked up behind Nic, sliding my arms around his waist and resting my cheek against his back.
“Anything for you,” he replied softly. “Besides, leaving Ann in the dark only makes things worse. She deserves to know.”
I sighed, knowing he was right. Ann wasn’t meant to be kept in the shadows. Even if she hadn’t said it out loud, I knew she was carrying the weight of everything unsaid. I couldn’t wait for things to finally settle—so I could bring her back close to me, where she belonged.
“Sleep time?” Nic asked, turning and setting down his glass of wine. “You need rest.”
“What about a bedtime story?” I teased.
He chuckled, scooping me up into his arms. “What about f**k time, baby? What do you think?” he said playfully,
