The Wrong Woman

Daniel put his arm around Sienna's waist and lowered his head to look into her eyes.

"No wonder," Sienna whispered.

"What?" Daniel asked with interest.

Sienna grinned. "Now I understand why Wanda has always looked up to you and seen you as her inspiration since childhood. You truly deserve it."

Daniel smiled in response. His Adam's apple bobbed as he nervously swallowed.

Sienna's body felt soft and curvy in his arm. Holding her close ignited a flurry of fantasies in his mind, his heart racing and his blood simmering with desire.

"Sisi, aren't you feeling warm?" Daniel's voice came out huskier than usual.

Despite her sportswear covering her figure, it did little to hide her graceful silhouette.

Sienna swiftly stepped out of his embrace. "I'm not feeling warm. Are you?"

Daniel nodded, letting out a deep breath. He turned his gaze away, attempting to compose himself.

"Let's keep moving," Daniel suggested, reaching for her hand again.

They pressed on together.

noticed and crouched down, offering her

want to be

carried her for quite a

"Daniel, aren't you tired?"

light. I'm fine,"

can walk

pounds and run for miles. You probably

who are slim or

your size,"

against his shoulder pressing her cheek against his. A sweet warmth filled her,

imagined he would be so skilled at sweet

I worked at your house. Why didn't you

disabled. What courage would I have had to confess to you?"

have moments of self-doubt

smiled faintly

"I remember you were blind back then. Why did you say

I say?" Daniel walked steadily, not even

supporting me financially in exchange for companionship," Sienna explained.