Sienna’s Pov
The private jet doors opened, and there he stood.
Dominic Kane didn't wait for the weekend. He cleared his entire Friday schedule, jumped on a plane across the ocean, and landed in London just to give me twenty-four hours of his time.
I waited by the private terminal gates, wearing a long wool coat and a wide, helpless smile. When he walked down the metal stairs, I didn't wait. I ran straight into his arms, crashing against his chest as he wrapped his strong arms around me and lifted me right off the ground.
"You actually came," I laughed, burying my face against his neck.
"I told you I was miserable without you," Dominic murmured, pressing a warm kiss into my hair. "Did you really think I would stay in New York?"
We walked out to a waiting car, but before he could even
