Dominic’s Pov
I thought Sienna would jump up and down and say yes right away. I expected her to grab the shiny silver keys, throw her arms around my neck, and scream that we were moving in tomorrow morning.
Instead, she stood on the front porch, crossed her arms over her chest, and looked at me with a serious, thoughtful look in her dark eyes.
"Dom, this house is incredible," Sienna said, looking around the wooden porch. "But we have a lot of practical things to figure out first. The studio is still bare wood, the commute to the Brooks Events downtown office is twenty minutes longer, and we haven't even picked out a bed yet."
A wide grin broke across my face. I couldn't help but laugh out loud.
Most people in New York would have lost their minds over a multi-million-dollar waterfront
