Chapter 7

There was a time when Connor would've been thrilled to see Sienna acting this way. Even if he couldn't stand by her side as her husband, he could still soak up the possessive affection she showered him, as though she were his wife. But this time, as he found himself in the same situation, a faint twinge of annoyance flickered inside him. Almost without thinking, he moved his thigh just enough to create some distance between them. Sienna didn't miss the slight shift in movement. She pulled her hand back quickly, her expression dropping in an instant. "Connor, pull over. I want to get out," she said. Sienna had always had a tendency for these little, sulky displays. Connor knew that it was her way of showing she was upset. In the past, a few comforting words or the transfer of a hefty sum of money would've been enough to patch things up. But now, he realized that he didn't have the patience for it. He steered the car to the side of the road and hit the brakes. He turned to Sienna,