The Wrong Woman

Daniel was dumbfounded. He and Sienna had agreed they were in a relationship, but she acted like she wasn't a part of it.

He reached for her hand again, looking into her eyes, and said, "I can tell you're not being truthful by how your eyes dart around. Your cheeks are also red. You seem nervous, and I can sense fear." Sienna met his intense gaze and felt a knot form in her throat. She knew his job made him skilled at spotting lies in people.

She worried that he might see straight through her, leaving her with no way to conceal anything in the future. Uncertainty overwhelmed her thoughts.

Daniel continued, "This is your home now, too. Stop thinking of yourself as just a guest when you're here.

"And when it comes to addressing me, feel free to use 'Daniel,' 'Dan,' 'Darling,' or 'Sweetheart,' but never 'Captain Morrison.""

Sienna bit her lip, feeling her cheeks grow warm.

He locked eyes with her, his gaze lingering on her rosy lips. His mouth began to dry up.

She was shy, but she didn't look away.

that the moment was right. He moved closer, cupped

as she gazed at him, feeling his warm and slightly moist lips

his eyes, seemingly savoring the sensation of her

swept away by this strange sensation, her body growing warm and weak. The tingling was entirely new to her, and his kiss instantly

made it inside yet, and Daniel was already so intense. She wondered if she

up getting married next

Daniel's chest. Breathing erratically, she stepped back. She

her lingering sweet scent. His breath was ragged, his

do you think you're

"Kissing you."

moving too fast? We've just

dare to confess how many times he'd wanted to kiss her before. Now that they were official, he felt liberated to act on his desires

one to hold back or beat around the bush. If my personality

Flustered, Sienna responded shyly,