Imperial Hotel.
"Hi, Zach… It's me, Sienna. I finish work at five. Can we meet today and dine near my hotel? Or you can pick any restaurant you want."
Sienna stared at the message on her phone screen as if it were a final exam she wasn't fully prepared for.
Her thumb hovered just above the send button.
Unmoving.
Her brows slowly furrowed as she read the message again. And again, just to make sure she misses nothing.
"…This sounds okay, right?" she muttered softly under her breath.
Her eyes narrowed slightly.
"Or does it sound like I'm trying too hard?"
She tilted her head, reading it from a different angle, as if that might somehow reveal hidden flaws.
"Too polite?" she whispered. "Too eager? Or... Too available?"
A small sigh escaped her lips.
"Damn girl! This is just a thank-you meal. Not a confession," she reminded herself, though her tone lacked confidence.
Still, her finger didn't move.
