Today, she's dressed in oversized jeans that hang low on her hips. The black crop top band tee hugs every curve. And my stupid body reacts in the same way it did when I first laid eyes on her last night.
"Sienna?"
She looks just as confused, panicked even.
"Levi?!" She shakes her head. "That can't be right."
She looks down at the paper in her hand. Confusion written into those beautiful features of hers.
"What are you doing here?" I step out onto the porch and look back to make sure Brody can't hear us. "Are you following me?"
Her eyes snap up to mine.
"What? Are you crazy? No, of course I'm not following you,” she nearly spits out, clearly offended. “Wait… do you live here?"
She motions to the house behind me.
"And if I did?" I tilt my head, stuffing my hands into my pocket.
She slowly closes her eyes and shakes her head.
"Please tell me that's not true."
The door swings open behind me and we both turn to a puzzled Brody. His gaze flicks between us.
"You're not the agent."
"She's not," I say.
Sienna's eyes widen as she takes in Brody.
"Doyoulive here?" she asks.
Brody’s brows furrow. "Who's asking?"
"I…” She clears her throat and tries again. “My name is Sienna Riley," she says.
Brody straightens before repeating, "Riley?"
Milo gives me a look as if to sayshould we know this person?I shrug at the dog’s silent questioning.
Sienna nods. And I feel like I'm living in a dream. Everything is moving slowly.
What is happening?
Brody takes a step back and opens the door wider.
"Please… come in."
Sienna steps in front of me and follows Brody and Milo inside.
What the actual fuck is happening?
Chapter6
Sienna
Thisis my dad.