"I'm sorry about last night," Christian says at breakfast.
I shake my head.
"Don't worry about it."
He knows better than to pry when I'm like this, so he finishes quickly and places a kiss on my
cheek.
"We don't have to go to work until tomorrow. Just relax today. Don't forget your stretches," he
reminds me before walking out.
I can tell Sierra is wanting to ask questions, but she knows better too. In an effort to ease the
tension and take my mind off of yesterday's confusion, I decide to focus on her instead.
"What did you do last night?"
Sierra shrugs and wipes the counter to clear the grease from the baking spray.
"Oh... You know. Same old."
I frown. No eye contact. Hesitation. Slight blush.
"You saw Abel," I smile with a tease to my tone.
She looks up quickly and si
