Sienna POV
We strolled around the streets of Manhattan, chatting and eating slices of New York’s finest pizza before sitting on a bench along the Hudson River, taking in the sparkling night lights from across the bank. I relaxed back and sighed as I closed my eyes and breathed in deeply. I loved New York. I wasn’t born here. My parents were from Oregon and we lived there until my mother died. But most of Tommy’s friends were in New York, so after her sudden passing, he decided to relocate us here. And I am glad he did.
“So… do I dare ask what you thought of Evette’s exhibit?” Archie smirked with a sideways glance at me as he threw his arm behind my back and rested it on the bench.
I gave him a suggestive look and he chuckled.
“If I don’t have anything nice to say, I think it is best
