Almost unconsciously, Sienna glanced toward him again.
This time, he sat quietly on the couch, reading something seriously on his iPad.
His expression remained calm and focused. He looks too handsome and dangerous for her already fragile emotions.
Her gaze lingered for another second before she finally placed the last dish inside the washer.
However, right after that, a wave of drowsiness settled over her.
Not wanting to disturb him while he worked, she quietly turned and walked toward her bedroom.
But, before she could even touch the doorknob, her hand paused mid-air—
"Sienna..." Zachary’s voice reached her immediately.
She turned toward him. "Yes?"
His eyes remained fixed on her.
"Where are you going?" He asked.
Sienna paused briefly.
For some reason, explaining that she wanted a nap suddenly felt awkward while Zachary Sterling was still in her living room.
"I’m... a little sleepy," she admitted after a few seconds. "Do you mind waiting here alone?"
He frowned slightly.
"Or..." she continued carefully after seeing him think hard, "do you want to go back to your office?"
A faint smile appeared on his face before he casually asked, "Do you want me to come with you?"
Instantly, her eyes widened slightly as the meaning of his words settled into her mind. She could feel a warm rush rising to her face.
’Oh, God. This man... did he just say she wanted to sleep with me?’ She tries to keep herself calm. Hurriedly, she shakes her head to put aside her sultry thought.
"No. Thank you. I can sleep alone."
Sienna turned her gaze when she realized how her words had sounded. She felt even more embarrassed. ’Excellent sentence choice, Sienna.’
She added quickly, "But... are you okay here alone?"
Zachary nodded calmly.
"Hm. Don’t worry about me—" He paused, his eyes still resting on her face. Then a faint hint of amusement appeared in his expression before he added, "I run companies for a living, Sienna. I think I can survive in your living room for a few hours."
A small laugh escaped her before she could stop it. "Wow. Such confidence, Mr. Sterling."
"Hm." A satisfied smile played on his lips.
"...You say that now," she replied, crossing her arms lightly. "But my living room can be very challenging."
"Really?"
"Yes. The sofa judges people."
His eyebrow lifted slightly.
"And what does it think about me?"
Sienna tried to look thoughtful. "It says you’re getting too comfortable."
"Too late. I already claimed the sofa."
She stared at him, amused. This man truly said that with a straight face. And somehow...her chest only grew warmer.
Which was honestly becoming a very serious problem.
Worried she might say something even more embarrassing, Sienna opened her bedroom door and walked in immediately.
...
Zachary’s gaze remained fixed on Sienna’s bedroom door even after several minutes had passed. His eyes stayed on the closed door longer than necessary, as if expecting it to open again at any moment.
The apartment had fallen completely quiet after she disappeared inside her room.

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