Siena's POV
"Was that woman really willing to hit you?" my Ice Queen asks, utterly furious. She hasn't even let go of my arm; in fact, she's squeezing it tightly. "I swear, if she had dared, I'd still be dragging her, Siena..."
I smile.
"Do you think I would have just stood there and not reacted to her slap?"
"I know, but even if you were on top of her, I'd definitely be there too, hitting her with all my might for being so out of line," she snorts. "At least he showed up and did something good for once."
Her disdainful words catch my attention.
"Do you know him?" I ask subtly.
"He's a West, everyone knows the West family's children."
"But do you know him?" She gives me a look that says only one thing: Enough, Siena. "Well, you'll tell me later. Now, do you think Mom wants to go ba
