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Sienna, stuck so her in colors to complement her hair, lifted her chin

“I make my own choices”

Jesse raised one dark eyebrows “And I make the decisions”

If looks could kill, he would have been dead

Sienna left the fitting room for the last time fifteen minutes later

She earing a fitted jacket over a chocolate-brown silk dress, and, yes, the colors were perfect with her hair Another swift-ht shoes—Jesse had bitten his lip at the sound of Sienna’s laughter over whatever had been the first pair offered This pair was fine They were slender high heels the color of the jacket,from her shoulder Someone from one of the fancyof tricks: lipstick, ed curls…

“Madaly

Jesse said nothing

“Well?” Sienna said “Will I do?”

“You’ll do,” he said, and just for an instant, the air between theenerated before He liked what he saw, she thought, and despite all her proh her, so intense and so swift that it allop

Their eyes met Time see removed and irritated, and stood up

“The bill,” he snapped The clerk handed it over, Jesse dealt with it, and then they went down the escalator, into another taxi, and were quickly deposited outside an i

“Where are we?” Sienna hissed as Jesse clamped his hand around her elbow

“We’rewith my financial consultant,” he said, and after that, the entire day went to hell

It was all her doing, she knew it

And knew that her job had gone the same way

But, really, was it entirely her fault? Didn’t soroo flared trousers that put her waistline in the vicinity of her ribs and, yes, shoes hat looked like a four-inch platform? The woman beamed at Jesse

“Mr Blackwolf, how lovely to see you, sir Mr Henley’s expecting you”

Not even a glance spared for Sienna Jesse didn’t mention her presence, either Okay She was a secretary Not a PA or an Admin Assistant Basically, she was a PNN Persona non noticeable Or so like that