“Not really,” I sighed, and she smiled.
“Liar,” she said, stepping up the stairs, with me in tow. The view was amazing, those couple of steps of advantage she took gave me a full view of her perfect ass. Yes, I am a greedy bastard, sue me.
We walked onto the plane. Scarlett was sitting on Fred's lap, putting up a show. “Guys! Let's have some family time,” Scarlett broke her smooch competition and pointed at the chairs in front of them.
“Scar, maybe they want their space,” Fred spoke the smartest and most sensitive words of the decade.
Sienna didn't speak, didn't answer, just moved across the hall, and I followed her. She didn't justify her actions; she just walked away. I sat beside her and laced my fingers with hers. A flight attendant asked me to sign the manifest, and then she m
