Sienna slammed the door shut as she stormed out of the office, her mind in a whirlwind of anger and confusion. That man actually kissed me! How dare he?
Her hands shook as she clenched them into fists. Her heart pounded in her chest. How could he just do that? Was he really so bold, so arrogant that he thought he could just take what he wanted?
She could still feel the warmth of his lips on hers, the shock of his sudden closeness, and the intensity of the kiss that left her breathless. Her thoughts spiraled back to the hospital, back to when Damien had saved her life. She had been so grateful, so sure that she wanted to thank him. But instead, he had said she owed him.
Owed him? Was this kiss what she owed him?
She felt bile rise in her throat. No. No way. She could owe people favors,
