Page 56 of Undone By The Mountain Daddies

“What do you mean by that?” presses Sienna. “Are you telling me that you killed someone?” The lack of surprise on her face suggests she’s already considered this possibility.

I turn over the body in the sleeping bag.

Eyebrows covered in frost.

Blue lips.

Preventable deaths.

Most died trying to escape.

“I killed a lot of people.”

I expect Sienna’s eyes to widen, for her to run away back to her car and never speak to me again. It’s what I deserve, and it will probably make these feelings easier to manage if she never speaks to me again.

But I can’t stand the thought of her going back to LA, knowing what I know now. People expecting things from her, swarming her like wasps just because of how she looks.

The snow won’t be as bad further down the mountain. She’d survive the drive. But will she survive being back in the city?

I have a duty to keep people safe. And there are far worse things out there than heavy snow.

Sienna’s face turns curious, more lines appearing between her brows.

What is she still doing here?

“How did you kill them?”

I extend my arm, gesturing to the snow blanketed around us. “Take a wild guess.”

Sienna follows my arm out to the mountains in the distance, now barely visible as the last speck of light fades, silhouetting everything. “You were in the military or something?”

“I was a sergeant, yes. And I led a squad out to Alaska in the middle of winter.”

When I recounted this story to Cash and Eli, they told me it wasn’t my fault, that I was just doing my job.

Sienna looks at me, saying nothing. She chews on her lip and keeps her eyes locked on mine. “I killed someone too.”

Now that cannot be true.

“Sienna—”

A tear forms in the corner of her eye. “Cash is right. I only made it this far in Hollywood because someone paid the price. My Grammy. I left her all alone and⁠—”

“Cash said what?”

Sounds like I have an excuse to punch him in the face.

“Sienna?” I hook my hands around her hips when she doesn’t answer.

“I’m a fucking mess, Knox,” she says, more tears falling. “You asked me why I came up here in the middle of a snowstorm—this is why. My love life and career officially went down the drain last week, and all anyone can talk about is how much of a mess I am.”

I narrow my eyes. “Your love life?” The Cash situation will have to wait. “What are you talking about?”

“My ex, Holden. Ugh.” Sienna throws her head back, all composure lost. “He’s such an ass.”

“If he’s an ass, then there’s no issue.”

“He was my first love. We broke up a couple of years ago. He was dating a new woman before I even got out of bed the next morning.” She pauses and wipes the tears from her face. “Anyway, I was still hoping he’d find his way back to me. We’re in the same movie, and with the sex scenes and all, I was sure it was only going to be a matter of time before we were kissing and getting back together again.”