Page 41 of Loyalty

Blue eyes lined in kohl.

All club and ready to dance.

She was not the same woman he had met on the street, and yet she was exactly that person, too.

“Siena,” the enforcer said, jerking a thumb in her direction, “said she was told to come see you here tonight, Skip.”

Siena glanced at Andino, and then back to John.

John waved a hand at the enforcer to make him scatter. The man went back to his post without a word.

Andino cleared his throat, and picked his jacket off the back of the chair. “John, I will see you … tomorrow, or something. I have business to do.”

Sure you do.

John didn’t really mind.

“Nice to see you again, Siena,” Andino added as he passed her by. “Thanks for following directions.”

“And you,” she said quietly.

Then, they were alone.

Not entirely alone, as the VIP area still had a few other people partying, but no one was paying them any mind. For a long time, Siena and John simply stared at one another. He broke the silence first.

“I can’t decide if you are out of your element, or not,” he said.

She flashed him a smile.

Sexy and pretty in a blink.

How in the hell did she manage that?

“This is a little new for me—a club, I mean,” she said.

John grinned. “That so?”

“Yep.”

His gaze traveled up from her heels to her delicate features. He didn’t hide his staring, and she didn’t act like it bothered her.

John liked that a lot.

“That dress says differently—like you might know a bit more about this kind of place than you let on,” he said.

Siena winked. “Guess you’ll have to find out.”

He laughed, loud and hard.

It had been too long since he laughed like that.

Way too long.

“I do owe you a coffee,” he said.

“Coffee in a club?”

“I don’t drink.”