Chapter 65 Dry Her Hair

Sienna had blurted it out without thinking.

After she said it, she fell silent.

'Did I really just say that to Gael's face?' Sienna was mortified. She'd actually spilled all her true thoughts about him right in front of him.

That was embarrassing.

Gael stood behind Sienna, hair dryer in hand. His long lashes lowered slightly, and there was a faint smile in his eyes. "Who told you I was weak?"

Sien