Sierra’s POV
Once we heard the door shut, Arthur grabbed my hand and placed a kiss on the back of it. “Why did you stop me? You chased him away,” I said.
Maybe if I had gotten off Arthur sooner, Jackson would not have left. I was so caught up in our world; I forgot Jackson was going to come in soon. “You need to be confident if you want to use me, Sierra. He is your brother. He can’t stop you from having fun and healing, can he?”
His words were so tempting, but how could I make out in front of my brother? “Use me wherever. In front of anyone and I would not complain. You are in charge here, but you would need to be bolder than what you are right now,” he added.
Before I could respond to that, he noticed the flask I had kept on the table. “What’s in the flask?” he asked.
“Oh, I made a
