Noah's black Mercedes pulled up to the Blake mansion just as the morning sun hit the marble columns. Sienna sat in the passenger seat, staring at the house she'd grown up in. Grand. Imposing. A monument to wealth and power. But everything felt different now.
"Here we are," Noah said, reaching over and squeezing her hand. "Thanks for staying last night. It meant a lot to me."
If only he knew where she had really been. What she had almost done.
"Of course," she said, keeping her voice calm.
"Actually," Noah continued, checking his watch, "I have a few minutes before my meeting. Mind if I come in? I haven't seen your parents since the engagement party."
Her stomach dropped. "Of course."
He leaned over and kissed her cheek. Gentle. Soft. Nothing like the fire that had burne
