Chapter 73

Sienna’s POV

My stomach fluttered with a mix of nerves and excitement. As a quiet dinner with Daniel was exactly what I desperately needed.

He had called earlier, his voice soft, almost hesitant, inviting me to his place; a warm wave washed over me just thinking about it.

I rang the doorbell as my heart fluttered thinking about the whole experience, then the door swung open—revealing Daniel standing there.

He wore a comfortable, dark sweater, making him look even more impossibly handsome; the light in his eyes softened when he saw me, a genuine warmth that made my heart ache in the best possible way.

“Sienna,” he murmured, his voice a low, comforting rumble. He stepped forward, a bouquet of deep red roses in his hand, their petals still wet.

He offered them to me, his gaze steady, searching mine.

“These are for you.”

I gasped, a soft, involuntary sound. No man had ever truly given me flowers before. Evan never did anything as bi