She bit her lip and peered at me from under her lashes.
“What changed?”
“I did,” she replied and shrugged. “Everything changed.”
The fire flickered, bursting through the darkness and scattering the shadows. The light of the fire enhanced the color and luster of her red hair, painting it with golden hues, the flicker of flames dancing across her flawless, pale skin. Sienna Whitlock wasn’t just beautiful; she was exquisite.
She was mine.
Not anymore.
Headlights flashed through the window, and I glanced at my wristwatch. Right on time, to the fucking second. “Stay here,” I ordered, grabbed my jacket and exited the cabin, closing the door behind me.
Watson got out of the Chevrolet truck and met me halfway on the front porch, clutching his puffer jacket tight. “They know about her,” he said with a grim fucking look on his face. “We spotted them watching the Whitlock residence.”
“You’re sure it’s them?”
“One-hundred percent.”
“Jesus. Fuck.” I cursed, placing my hands on my sides. “And her brothers?”
“Nothing unusual. My guess is they bought the message we sent from her phone.”
“They won’t for long,” I remarked. “Two days max, then they’ll start turning the town upside down for her.”
Watson pulled his beanie further down over his ears, his warm breath misting in the cold night air. “I still think getting the brothers in on this might be a good idea.”
“Not a chance. The fewer people involved, the better.”
“It could buy us more time. If they go making noise around town looking for her, it will only draw unwanted attention.”
“We are not involving the twins.”
“He’s right.”
What the fuck?
I turned to find Sienna standing by the front door. “Seriously? I told you to stay the fuck inside.”
“You of all people should know I don’t do well with orders.”
“This is serious shit, Sienna.”
“I’m well-aware since I’m the one caught in the middle of it.” She walked closer, tucking her hands into her coat pockets. “Your friend here is right. If you don’t want any attention on my family or me, you have to tell Silas and Spencer what’s going on.”
“Absolutely not.”
“They are going to look for me.”
“We bought ourselves some time when it comes to your brothers.”
She frowned. “How?”
“We sent them a message from your phone.”
“Saying what?”
“That you needed some time alone, and you’ll be back soon.”