I waited in the office while the Hawthorne brothers talked in the foyer. I touched my lips. They burned from that kiss.

I was falling, tripping to the ground when Grayson caught me. When his lips landed on mine I saw stars and flames. Everything was dizzying and satisfying. I’d never been kissed like that. I was certain in that moment that if another man kissed me it would never live up to what I just experienced.

Grayson walked back inside.

I tucked my hair behind my ears, smiling shyly. Things were different and complicated now. I didn’t know how to act.

“I need your address,” he stated bluntly.

“Is there a problem? Do you need to speak to Jennifer?” I asked. What if he decided I needed to be replaced? Did he consider me to be the unprofessional one? He kissed me. I felt tiny bubbles of fury.

“No. I need you to go home to pack. I have a car picking you up in two hours. I need your address.”

The words hadn’t registered. “Pack for what?”

“Hawthorne Global needs your consultation and design skills in another location.”

“Are you not happy with what I’m doing here?” I looked around the office. I hadn’t touched anything other than with a tape measure. He couldn’t possibly be upset with me, but his voice was rough. He seemed to have come back from the conversation with Oliver annoyed or irritated with me and I didn’t have a clue why.

“I need you at Promise Lake.”

He was acting as if we had not had the most epic kiss. What in the hell was going on?

“Is that another office complex?” I asked.

He turned his back to me. I could feel the darkness rolling off him. I didn’t need to see his face to realize how upset he was. I just didn’t know what I had done.

“No, Sienna. It’s part of the Hawthorne family. I need your eyes on it. All right?”

Was it all right? Did he think he could order me around and change my assignment because he felt like it? I wasn’t at his beck and call. The kiss was obviously a mistake.

“How far away is it?”

“It’s an hour out of the city.”

I licked my lips. I felt as if I needed to be cautious. “And you said I had to pack. How long am I needed at Promise Lake?”

He looked at me over his shoulder. His jaw was clenched. His eyes narrowed. “We will stay as long as it takes.”

I swallowed. What in the hell was happening? My pulse raced. I was excited. A current ran from my core to my breasts. I tingled in places I shouldn’t. Grayson Hawthorne wanted me to go away with him to his family estate. I should be shouting it from the rooftop, but I swallowed hard. I was nervous. In a matter of minutes he had shown me he could go from fiery passion to coldness.

“Design doesn’t have to be this intense, Grayson.” I tried to lighten the mood. “I’m sure it will be a fun project.”

His palms planted on the desk. “You have no idea what you’re talking about.”

I took a step backward.

He lowered his head. “I’m sorry. My day hasn’t gone well. Full of the unexpected. I’m sorry.”

“It’s all right,” I answered him softly. “If you think Promise Lake takes priority over the corporate office remodel, it’s not a problem. I can shift my focus.” I wondered if I was one of the unexpected problems that had angered him.

“Shift?” He chuckled.

I was glad to see his gorgeous smile. His teeth were lined in perfect straight rows.

“I’ll do whatever I need to meet your needs. Bubble Design doesn’t want to disappoint you.”

His eyes flared. “I’m not worried about you disappointing me, Sienna McKenzie.”

The nervousness in my belly melted into something sensual.

“Then I’ll go pack.” I bent over the table and jotted down my address on a piece of sticky paper. I collected my laptop.

I tapped his desk, depositing my address in front of him. “Two hours?”

He nodded. “Two hours.”

I walked out into the reception area.

“Leaving so soon?” Celia asked with a touch of venom in her words.

I don’t know why I did it. Maybe because I was tired of her being nasty to me all week. I was tired of the side-eye glances and the constant reminders she knew Grayson well.

“Just off to pack.” I smiled. “We’ll be at Promise Lake. Have a good weekend, Celia.”

I entered the elevator, plastering a smile on my face. I didn’t know what Grayson had in store for me, but I knew I whatever it was, I wanted Celia to know there wasn’t anything she could do about it.