Sienna's POV

"That's a bad idea. I wouldn’t recommend it."

The voice comes out steady and deep, with an undeniable firmness that halts Vivienne mid-motion. I glance up, locking eyes with a man whose tailored charcoal suit looks like it belongs in a boardroom rather than a bakery. His hair is perfectly styled, and his steel-gray eyes flick briefly to mine, radiating something protective that, surprisingly, sends a small jolt through me.

Vivienne’s ...