Page 32 of Meet Me In The Dark (Skeptically In Love #3)

Julian

The New York office is almost too quiet.

Everyone else left an hour ago, leaving me with a stack of contracts, a half-finished email, and a phone full of increasingly distracting texts from Celeste.

I’m halfway through typing something I shouldn’t send when a familiar voice says, “Hello, handsome.”

I look up to see Sienna leaning against the doorframe, looking like she just stepped off the cover of a lifestyle magazine. Navy dress, heels, hair perfect.

“It’s my favorite blonde,” I say, pushing back from my desk. I stand, kiss her cheek, then hold out my hand. “Let me see it. ”

She grins and sticks her hand out like she’s presenting the crown jewel.

“Christ,” I mutter, turning her engagement ring under the light. “Is he paying himself more than me?”

“He’s a little over the top,” she says before taking a seat.

“Congratulations. He finally wore you down.”

Her smile softens. “Yeah, he did.” She crosses one leg over the other and tilts her head. “So, how are you?”

“Busy. Tired. Still better looking than Nathan.”

“And still humble.”

I shrug. “How’s Sienna?”

“Good. Happy. Ignoring Nathan’s very specific instructions not to bring something up…”

“Jesus Christ.”

“…because Lena told me there’s a woman who’s got you all bent out of shape, and I need details.”

I lean back in my chair and glare. “Do you people have a group chat about me?”

“Yes.”

“Delete it.”

“No.” She grins like she’s never been told no in her life. “So? Spill.”

“No.”

“Julian.”

I sigh. “She’s smart. Beautiful. Dark hair—”

“Don’t bother. I know what she looks like. I’ve already stalked her online.”

“Of course you have.”

“She’s gorgeous.”

“She is,” I admit.

“I want juicy details.”

“I’m not giving you anything else. ”

“You’re no fun.”

“We both know that’s a lie.”

She leans forward, eyes bright. “You like her.”

I open my mouth, but she’s already smirking.

“Get out of my office,” I tell her.

She stands, smoothing her dress. “You’re still coming to dinner?”

“I wouldn’t miss it.”

“Good. I’ll get you drunk and grill you then.” She pauses in the doorway. “Oh, and tell Celeste I say hi and that we’re probably going to be best friends someday.”

I shake my head. “Get out, Sienna.”