Arthur's POV
Sierra struggled to get her hands free, but failed. I wrapped my hand around her waist, pulling her in. The look in her eyes shifted from fear to relief, but then to irritation.
“Let go,” she said, pulling her hand.
A smile spread across my face. I let go of her hand but not her waist, pulling her even closer. Pinching her chin, I raised her head to look at me. “You accepted my offer,” I said.
“I didn't,” she said, looking away in a huff.
“But you're here,” I teased.
“I could leave,”
“I'll drop it,” I quickly said. She came, and that's what's important.
I was almost scared she wouldn't come. It was thirty minutes past our agreed time and sitting at our table, waiting calmly, was off the window at ten minutes past eight o'clock.
I came out to cool off and almost admit
