(Tiernan’s P.O.V)
I was doing my best to prepare myself not to look at Siobhan once her scent started wafting into the room. I wasn’t going to look at her, she didn’t deserve my acknowledgment right now. But when I heard Patrick tell his dad that he would explain something to him later, I looked at Siobhan. She looked a mess. She wasn’t her normal put-together self, her hair wasn’t done like it normally is, it just hung limp around her face. It obstructed my view of her face but if her choice of clothing meant anything, her face wasn’t looking any better than my own. I spent a good portion of my morning in the gym, pushing myself to the point of vomiting. Once I recovered from that, I called a few of my warriors for a sparring match. I wasn’t on my A-game, so I ended up having
