Chapter8 Sienna Quinn's smile sharpened . Her gaze slid to the untouched slice of vanilla sheet cake in front of Lydia Rivers . Before anyone could react , Sienna snatched up the cake and - quick as a flash - smashed it into Lydia's face . Lydia gasped . Whipped cream frosting smeared across her cheeks and lashes . The VIP room went dead silent . " Sienna ! What the hell are you doing ? " Chase Rylan shot to his feet , yanking Sienna back , shock and anger colliding in his voice . Sienna blinked innocently . " Wasn't I supposed to do the most thrilling thing ? That was pretty thrilling . " Lydia trembled - not from the sticky sweetness but from the naked humiliation . She wiped the frosting from her eyes , cleared her vision , and fixed on Sienna's faux - innocent face . Then , with everyone watching , She . The crack echoed through the room . slapped Sienna . Hard . " Was that thrilling enough ? " Lydia's voice was cold , steadier than she felt . She didn't look at anyone else . She grabbed her bag and walked out , heading straight for the restroom . She scrubbed her face with cold water until the cloying sugar and shame felt washed away . When she stepped back into the lobby , she meant to go home but Chase caught up at the hotel entrance . " Lydia ! I'll drive you . " " I don't need you to , " she said . " Don't do this . It's late - how are you getting home ? " He didn't wait for an answer , guiding her toward his car . He opened the passenger door - just as Sienna hurried up , eyes rimmed red , the picture of contrition . " Lydia , I'm sorry . I was only 10 didn't think you'd be so upset . I won't do it again - please don't be mad . " Lydia stared at her , stone - cold and silent . Sienna turned to Chase , softer still . " Chase , it's hard to get a car here . I'm a little scared . Could you ... drop me off ? " Chase hesitated , looking between Lydia's frost and Sienna's tears . Finally , he sighed . " Get in . " Disbelief carved through Lydia . He had watched the whole thing - how Sienna provoked and humiliated her - and still agreed to take Sienna ? Sienna brightened instantly . She didn't reach for the back door , though . She looked at Lydia instead . " Lydia , I get carsick . Would you mind if I take the front ? " Chase hardly paused . " Lydia , take the back seat , okay ? " A sweep of bleakness rolled over her . She remembered the night he first got his license and smuggled her out for a joyride . He had pulled open the passenger door with a grin . " This seat is yours . Your spot . No one else gets it . " Stars had glittered above them , his eyes bright and sincere . Promises only counted while love lasted , apparently . She laughed softly , and the laugh turned wet at the edges . Tears slipped free before she could stop them . The sound pricked at Chase , but Sienna was already sliding into the front , one hand pressed to her mouth like she felt sick . He circled to Chapters Dreame - Read Romance Stories 36.36 % the driver's side and started the car . They drove in silence , the air tight and airless . Halfway home , Sienna let out a shaky whimper and shifted in her seat . " Chase ... I think my craving for touch is flaring up again , " she said , voice quavering . " It hurts . Please ... " Her hand reached for him . Chase jerked away , jaw tight . " I'm driving . Quit it . " In the rearview mirror , Lydia's face was turned to the window , unreadable . " I really can't handle it , " Sienna sobbed , her breaths turning dramatic and uneven . " Please - just help me . Once . " Chase's grip tightened on the wheel . The car filled with her muffled crying , the pressure building by the second . At last , his shoulders slumped , as if in reluctant surrender . He spoke to the back seat without turning . " Lydia ... close your eyes . Don't look , okay ? " Lydia flinched and said nothing . He took her silence for consent . He steadied the wheel with one hand , reached with the other - caught Sienna's wandering fingers- and , keeping his gaze on the road , guided her hand to rest over the fabric at his midsection , above the hem of his T - shirt . " Enough , " he said quietly . " That's all . " 36.36 %