Chapter 167

SIENNA

Dinner tasted like victory.

Not the food—though Vivian’s laugh carried over the clink of silverware and Brooks's quiet smirk proved he’d been just as entertained watching the board collapse earlier. No, what I savored was the electricity crackling between Gideon and me all evening.

Every time I glanced at Vivian, her eyes twinkled like she knew something I wasn’t saying aloud. She’d