Sienna's phone buzzed on the coffee table. She picked it up, already knowing it would be Noah. It always was.
The text came through: "There's an auction tonight that a business partner is hosting. Nothing too crazy. Would you come with me? I'd really like to have you there. 7 PM at the Cartier house downtown. I'll pick you up at 6:30? Let me know beautiful."
She read it twice. Three times. Her stomach dropped.
An auction. With Noah's business associate. With Landon probably there too, watching her with those dark eyes that made her skin crawl and her heart race all at once.
She didn't want to go. The thought of being surrounded by wealth and strangers and him made her feel sick.
But it was Noah asking. Sweet Noah. Her who had been nothing but kind to her. Who asked instead
