Sienna sat across from Alvar in an adorable Italian restaurant which was empty. They were the only guests, and she knew it was his doing they were alone. The place was dimly lit and the fact they were in a booth added to the intimacy of the space. The single lit candle was romantic and a sweet touch.
“This is nice.”
“I’m glad you like it. It’s one of my favorites on the rare occasion I eat out.”
“You don’t go out often, do you?”
“Very rarely,” he admitted with a nod. “There is a lot of security in place for me to do this and feel safe.”
“Speaking of security, can I ask why it’s necessary for your head of security to be my personal security agent?”
“You live a low-profile life, Sienna. He can do all the things he needs to from a security perspective needed for me while he covers you.
