Love Is Beautiful

Whitmor

her's endless charity galas- I couldn't help but wonder if he was enjoying this too much. He played the role of the

trying to ignore the way his hand rested on my lower back. "You'

ched. "That's th

cut through the conversation around us.

eve La

as an example of the right kind of company. Blonde, poised, and the daughter of an

ion to Liam, looking him up and down like he was a luxu

h that effortless confiden

ed across her face.

ened. "The o

elt an irrational urge to step between

ned around my wai

t arch of her brow told me she wasn't convinced. "Int

t her see any cracks in my perfor

ment longer before she excused her

is breath. "Someone's

e. She doesn't get ha

don't l

ring my father wasn't watching too closely. "If she thinks som

ead, intrigued. "

insuff

still picked m

but before I could respond, m

enn

spine as I turned t

iam before settling back on

gered for a second before h

ers of elegantly dressed guests. The moment we were out of ears

for a second th

I kept my expression i

harismatic." His eyes narrowed slightly. "But he do

but I met his stare head-on

searching for cracks in my

ened around my g

caught up in

d, leaving me standing there with an

aldwel

f with Sienna wh

ral, but there was tension in her shoulders. What

murmured, "Wha

gne, buying herself a moment

uy it. "He

hasn't called

t exactly

nd polite conversations. By the time we finally left the

om the suffocating atmosphere inside. Sienna exhale

ng you?" I asked, leaning casually aga

ling along the strap of her

ike you'd rather throw yourself into

ps, but it didn't reach her

Or maybe I'm just

she finally spoke. "He warned me not

the air, heavy wit

actually fall fo

d across her face. "He thinks

are

mine, searchi

ngered between

hout another word. Maybe Charles Whitmore had a point.