Siena got out of the bed, and snagged an over-sized sweater hanging off the dresser. One of her favorites for the colder months. She slipped it over her head, and sunk her arms in the sleeves. Folding her arms over her chest, the coldness slipping over her skin ebbed a bit as the sweater gave her a different kind of homey warmth. She needed everything she could get at the moment.
She didn’t even bother to grab a clean pair of panties as she stepped over her crumpled dress, and forgotten things.
The sweater covered her ass, and that was enough for her to be satisfied. At least for the moment.
“John?” Siena called out.
Nothing and no one answered her back.
The apartment was still empty, although colder than it usually was when she spent time in it alone as she typically did. John was nowhere to be found.
All over again, Siena felt those stabs of anger and sadness.
A heavy sensation settled in her gut.
She’d thought, surely, their conversations and connection was not only felt by her. So why was she alone?
Why was he gone?
He hadn’t left a note.
Nothing with his number.
No way to contact him unless she chose to seek him out again. Siena wasn’t interested in that, not this time.
She found him once.
She would not be doing it again.
This was on him.
Siena Calabrese was not the kind of woman who continued chasing after a man who clearly did not want to be caught. She was not the type.
Who fucking knew if Johnathan was even worth the trouble?
Not her.
And he definitely wasn’t worth the trouble when he pulled shit like this.
Her sadness swelled.
The anger grew flames.
Three strikes and you’re out, John.
Siena went back to bed.
October …
November …
It was only the month of December that time actually began to slow for Siena. Or rather, the week of Christmas. Everyone just … relaxed.
Finally.
It was just too bad that slowing down meant she had to spend more time with her family. It was the price she paid for less work.
Of course, it also reminded her of just how lonely she was considering all she had was the family that didn’t feel very close at all.