Sienna’s POV
By the time we finally got dressed and decided to go to work, it was almost 8:30. I already knew we were gonna be late because rush hour headed downtown Chicago was no f*****g joke, but we didn’t really give a damn. We made the decision to ride together because honestly, it just felt right.
I grabbed my stuff, messenger bag, my tablet, a couple file folders, my purse, my coffee in one hand, and a breakfast sandwich in the other, and threw on a nice top with some jeans. It was Friday, so business casual was good enough. If it wasn’t for the mayor's case, we wouldn’t have even bothered showing up, but arrests were made and duty called.
We jumped into Knox’s SUV, and before he pulled off, I glanced over at him.
"What do you think people are gonna say when they see us together
