I Stopped Loving Him When He Let Me Bleed Out novel Chapter 132

"I said, I don't need it."

Sienna walked briskly, acting as if something terrifying was chasing her down the aisle.

From behind her, the soft click of a door opening echoed in the cabin.

It was very faint.

The cockpit door had opened.

She didn't look back.

"Sienna."

Her feet didn't stop moving.

"Wait a second."

She walked even faster.

But the footsteps behind her were much faster, effortlessly catching up to her.

She felt a large hand wrap around her wrist—the grip wasn't overly forceful, but it was firm enough that she couldn't yank free.

"Let go."

"Sienna, listen to me."

"We have nothing to talk about."

"Just give me one minute," his voice was incredibly low.

Sienna merely offered him her back.

The two of them stood frozen there. The corridor was empty, filled only with the hum of the air conditioning and the muffled chatter of passengers from the distant economy cabin.

"You blocked me, and I had no way to reach you," Finn said. "You're going to be in Cabiza for seven days. You don't know anyone there, and you're all alone. I'm worried about you."

"Are you done?"

"No," he paused. "Give me your phone."

Sienna froze.

"What?"

"Give me your phone."

Before she could even process his demand, he swiftly snatched the phone right out of her hand.

"What the hell are you doing?!"

Sienna was completely caught off guard. She never expected him to actually grab it from her.

She spun around, finally coming face-to-face with him.

Finn was wearing his deep navy, short-sleeved pilot uniform. The four gold stripes on his epaulets were intricately embroidered, sitting perfectly flush against his broad shoulders.

The collar featured two silver zippers, left slightly undone to reveal the crisp white edge of his undershirt.

The fabric was thin, clinging to the muscular lines of his arms and tapering down to his wrists.

He stood there as the overhead aisle lights cast a soft, distracting shadow over the hollow of his collarbone.

Sienna's gaze lingered on him for a fraction of a second before darting away.

"Give it back!" She reached out to grab it.

Finn simply raised the phone high above his head.

She was a full head shorter than him; even on her tiptoes, she couldn't reach it.

She swiped at it again, but he leaned slightly to the side, causing her fingertips to merely graze his warm wrist.

"Finn! Are you a child?!"

He remembered.

He actually remembered!

She was absolutely mortified!

"What's the passcode?" Finn suddenly asked.

"Why the hell would I tell you?" Sienna was practically seething with embarrassment.

"If you don't tell me, I'll keep guessing until we land."

"You wouldn't dare." Her cheeks were still blazing hot.

Finn held her gaze as his finger hovered over the screen, ready to type.

He tried her birthday. Incorrect.

He tried his birthday. Incorrect.

Feeling bold, he tried the date of their anniversary. Incorrect.

In truth, with every combination he entered, Sienna's heart skipped a beat in panic.

She wasn't afraid of him unlocking the phone; she was terrified of him guessing right.

Because if he guessed right, it meant he still cared enough to remember.

He was holding onto dates she assumed he had discarded long ago.

He punched in another sequence of numbers.

The screen unlocked.

Sienna was stunned.