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“It was good to see you,” Jason replied. “Let’s not wait another ten years to make this happen.”

“Deal.”

Once they were out of sight, Mick sat back down. “So...”

“So,” she repeated before placing her cup down and twisting slightly to face him.

There were a million questions going through his mind, but for the life of him, he couldn’t seem to utter a single one.

She was smiling at him, and then they both started to laugh.

“It shouldn’t be this hard, right?” he asked. “We’ve been talking all night.”

“True, but... Bree is extremely chatty, and I think she sort of dominated the conversation tonight.”

It would be rude to agree.

“Still,” he commented, deciding to go with brutal honestly, “I honestly can’t believe I’m sitting here with you. How are you?”

Sienna ducked her head for a moment before looking at him. “I’m good. Although... you’ve been hearing me say that all night. I think the real question is, how are you?”

“Me?”

She nodded. “Seems a little odd that a big shot like yourself was in danger of being alone tonight. I would think you have famous friends all over the place to hang out with.”

Her tone was light and teasing, but it still irked him that she saw him that way.

“Contrary to popular belief, every night’s not a party,” he told her. “I happen to enjoy the quiet. Especially lately.”

All she did was arch one perfectly shaped brow at him.

Shrugging, he figured, go big or go home.

“I’m beginning to feel my age a little. Lately, it just feels like everything is a little... much.”

For a moment, she didn’t say anything, but when she did, it wasn’t quite what he expected.

“I know exactly what you mean. I’ve been a little... disenchanted lately with work. As of four o’clock this afternoon, I’m officially on vacation.” Then she leaned in a bit closer. “Any chance you’d like to spend some of it with me?”

Jaw.

Floor.

****

Midway through dinner, Sienna decided that—if given the opportunity—she would boldly go after what she wanted.

And she wanted Mick.

Yeah, the name bothered her, but if that’s what he was calling himself, she’d go with it.

The look on his face was near comical, and she knew she’d shocked him.

“If you’re not interested,” she began...

“No!” he said quickly. “It’s not that. I’m just a little surprised, that’s all.”

Reaching over, she finally allowed herself to touch him.