Chapter Eight

Sienna

The next morning was unusual to say the least. I woke up to the smell of freshly baked pancakes and coffee. I really loved coffee just as I loved the scent. I groaned as I sat upright on the sofa and I thought of how uncomfortable it was. But I didn't expect to be taken to bed. Fuck, if he touched me, I would have killed him.

"Good morning, sunshine," Eric called out from across the kitchen.

I blinked hard as I stretched. Where the fuck was I?

Oh right, I thought as I remembered that I was in Eric's house because he had asked me to stay here after the wedding.

I stood up, ignoring him, and I headed upstairs to the bedroom I stayed in last night. Or more like didn't stay in. Upon getting dressed into a casual pair of skinny jeans and a T-shirt which I tucked in, I went downstairs. Cara was a lifesaver as she had brought me some clothing last night. But that didn't change the fact that she disappeared on me last night.

When I walked back into the kitchen, I sat down on the