Sienna rubbed her palms against her hips as she exited the house and walked to where Jonas was lounging against a low to the ground sports car, chatting with Miklos.
He caught sight of her coming down the stairs and he stood up straight and clutched at his chest. He gave a low whistle. “Holy s**t, Sienna. You look incredible.”
“You are f****d,” Miklos laughed at him as he winked playfully at Sienna. “Be good and try not to give my soldier too much grief.”
“I’ll do my best,” she grinned at Miklos as she took the hand Jonas offered her. His gaze was hot on her as it swept her from head to toe. She could see the lust in his eyes as surely as she could feel his hand squeezing hers.
“How do you do it?” he asked as his eyes finally reached hers.
“What?”
“Manage to look like a sinner and a
