Chapter 3

"Are you going to keep things vague and flirty with her, or are you going to marry me?" I asked.

Even though I already knew what he'd say, I still wanted a clear end to this mess.

The air went still for a moment.

Sierra stood up from the couch and burst into tears.

She grabbed onto my arm, but her gaze was fixed on the silent man standing in front of me.

"Miss Simpson, it's all my fault. If I've upset you, I'm really sorry. Please, don't give Mr. Richards a hard time," Sierra pleaded.

"He's been working nonstop…