“I gave them all to Lorena for safekeeping,” Kai declares with pride.
“Get it for me, Sierra, please?”
Sierra leaves me, hurrying over to Lorena, who hands the passport over.
“Why, what do you want?—”
Tearing the passport photo page apart into shreds, I toss it in the direction of the security staff.
“There’s his passport.”
“Crane!” Sierra gasps from beside me as I turn to pull her flush against me.
“Sierra.”
Kai steps back, grinning like a maniac as Sierra looks up at me, her eyes filling with tears.
“I fucking told you not to get involved with him, didn’t I?” I say gruffly, emotion filling my throat.
I stroke her hair back from her face, my fingers caressing the spot where Declan held her throat only minutes earlier.
Funny how things can change in minutes.
“You did.” Sierra swallows, lifting her chin defiantly. “Then you took off for five fucking years.”
“Well.” I step forward, cupping her face in my hands as she inhales sharply, her fingers on my hands. “I’m here now. I’m going nowhere unless you’re with me, girl.”
Sierra smiles, and as her mouth parts, I pull her face to mine, our lips meeting like they’ve never been apart.
It’s strange, kissing her in front of Kai, but I’d fuck her here and now in front of all of these people.
“Whoop! Yes! About fucking time!” Kai yells as people start cheering from around us.
I don’t care what anyone thinks; all I want to do is be alone with Sierra.
It has been too long.
“Welcome back,” Sierra whispers against my lips, wrapping her arms around my neck as we kiss again.
“Alright, the show’s over,” Kiki calls, clapping her hands. “We need to board our flight to Miami, people!”
“Sit with me?” I mutter, dropping my lips to Sierra’s neck, kissing the skin tenderly.
This isn’t over.
When we get back from Miami, I’m going to rip out Declan’s fucking spine.
“With you or on you?” Sierra shoots back, capturing my lips with hers.
“Oh, baby, you’ve got no idea what I’d do to you, wherever we are.”
“Baby, huh?” Sierra giggles in between kisses.
“You know it.”
We’re the last ones to leave the bar, and I grab Sierra’s hand, pulling her against me as we walk through the airport.
“So it looks like you need a roommate,” I smirk, kissing her forehead as she nods.
