Valentine’s Day Reunion part 3

Please make sure you’ve read part 1 and part 2 or this won’t make much sense…

“What the fuck was that about?” Tim asked as soon as the front door slammed shut. “I know it’s been a while but I really thought she’d been happy to see you.”

Mike shrugged. If Sienna had chosen to not tell her brother about what had happened five years ago, it was her decision, not his, so he’d keep his mouth shut.

Fuck, she looked good.

She’d looked good when she was twenty one, especially the night of her party, in that little black lacy dress with the plunging neckline but she looked even better now. Curves in all the right places, jeans hugging her figure, making his fingers itch to touch her.

He’d been unable to take his eyes off her that night five years earlier and his girlfriend at the time had noticed. He’d told Jen he was just keeping an eye on his best friend’s little sister, good thing he was too because some creep had decided Sienna was just what he wanted and he wouldn’t take no for an answer. Mike had had to step in and tell the guy to fuck off, which had taken some persuading.

In the end Mike had told the guy to stop hitting on his girlfriend and to hit the road. Of course the douchebag had demanded proof and that’s when Mike had kissed a rather drunk Sienna.

The way she’d responded to him had taken him by surprise and he’d deepened the kiss without realising he was doing it. She’s wrapped her arms around his neck and pulled him close while pressing her whole body to his and he knew she’d felt his lower half starting to react to her.

His furious girlfriend yanking Sienna off him was what had broken that kiss; Sienna had stared at him, eyes wide, holding her fingertips to her lips before running out of the club. That was the last time he’d seen her.

“What do you want to do now?” he asked Tim, who was still looking confused after his sister’s rushed exit.

“I don’t know, man. She loves our Valentine’s Day tradition.”

Mike grinned as a plan formed in his mind.

“Doesn’t Mr Wong’s do takeaways?” he said and Tim smirked, catching on to what Mike was saying.

“You know, they do… And that beer is still in my car.”

“Well, then…” Mike hoped Sienna wouldn’t slam her door in their faces. “How about I follow you in my car then, since I have no idea where that sister of yours lives.”

Tim nodded then grabbed his jacket and keys. Mike followed suit and they left the house. They stopped at Mr Wong’s Chinese Palace first to get their takeaways before heading across town to Sienna’s house.

Mike was glad he had to concentrate on driving; making sure he didn’t lose sight of Tim in the evening traffic provided him with something to focus on, rather than thinking about Sienna.

Soon enough they were knocking on her door and when it opened it was clear from the comfy looking PJs she was wearing that she hadn’t been expecting any company.

She let out a big sigh as she leaned on the doorframe, resting her head on the painted wood.

“What are you two doing here?” she asked, looking solely at her brother, the tired note in her voice making Mike wonder if his plan had been a good idea.

“We brought food,” Tim answered before pushing past her, the bags with their dinner in one hand, the six pack of beer in the other.

Mike followed him in with an apologetic look to Sienna, deciding that he’d leave if she asked him too but until then, he was not going anywhere.

He heard the front door slam shut as he walked into the kitchen to find Tim getting cutlery out of a drawer. Mike picked up the beers off the table and found room for them in the fridge. He ignored their dinner, figuring it’d be easier to carry to the lounge if the food was still in the bags.

“I hope you got me some of those dumplings or I’ll be kicking you out faster than you can say ‘Veronica Corningstone’,” Sienna’s voice reached them from what Mike assumed was the lounge and he looked at Tim who gave him thumbs up.

“Plates?” he asked Tim who nodded. Mike walked to the cupboard his friend had indicated and got three plates out. He handed them to Tim who was still holding the cutlery and picked up the food bags off the table before they both walked into the lounge.

Sienna was sitting at one end of the couch, her feet under her, and Mike tried to make eye contact with her but her eyes were fixed on the TV.

Tim put the plates and cutlery down on the coffee table and Mike put down the food next to them. The food smelled delicious and he couldn’t wait to get stuck in; it’d been years since he’d had Mr Wong’s and he realised that he’d missed it.

“Drinks, people. We need drinks,” Tim said and Mike looked over at him.

“I just put those beers in the fridge so they won’t be any good yet.”

“If you two intend on driving home later, you should stay away from the beer anyway,” Sienna said with a smirk. “It’s a school night after all.”

Tim groaned. “Yes, Mum.”

Sienna glared at him and Mike chuckled.

“You getting those drinks or not?” Sienna added, sitting on the edge of the couch. “Feel free to leave that beer in the fridge though, I’ll be sure to enjoy it,” she added, getting into the plastic bag and pulling out the food boxes, placing them side by side on the coffee table.

“Fine!” Tim rolled his eyes and started walking back to the kitchen.

Mike sat on the other end of the couch and got the plates ready.

“What do you want then, Nana?” he called out from the fridge and Mike watched Sienna’s eyes narrow at the nickname.

She’d always hated being called that so of course Tim seemed to take a particular pleasure in calling her by that name every chance he got. A brother’s prerogative or something.

“What’s there?” Sienna asked. She was still not looking at him and considering they were the only two people in the lounge, it was starting to piss Mike off.

He wasn’t sure what he was supposed to have done (or not done) to make her blank him like that, after all they hadn’t seen each other in five years.

“IT’S YOUR FRIDGE, DUDE!” Tim yelled back, clearly losing patience.

“It’s been a long day. Humour me,” Sienna replied, making Mike wish he had popcorn because this was getting good.

“Fine! OJ, that virgin Pina Colada thing you like so much, Coke, caramel and white choc– OH MY GOD, WOMAN! HOW MANY BOTTLES OF THAT MILK DO YOU NEED?”

“Shut up. It’s the most delicious flavoured milk ever.”

Mike chuckled and Sienna glared at him, one finger pointing at him in warning, but Mike didn’t care, he was just glad she was finally looking at him.

“Don’t judge me,” she added.

He puts his hands up. “I’m not judging. I have no idea what you are talking about.”
Sienna looked shocked and she stood up.

“What drink do you want?”


“Don’t move.” And with that she headed for the kitchen, leaving Mike alone in the lounge, wondering what was going on.

Part 4


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