She was lonely. She didn’t meet the standards of beauty anymore and she was struggling to take care of her daughter Bella.

Maybe she was desperate, but I don’t think so. Domhnall was her type. Standing there on his steps yelling at her baby sister comically, calling them out for stalking his house.

All big shoulders, dark hair and booming (but friendly) voice. Sig just stood there unexpectedly mesmerized.

Rouge her fast thinking little sister told him that they were walking over to tell him their mom wanted him to come over for dinner.

He raised an eyebrow skeptically “mmhmm” and promised to be there. With one more glance at Sig he went back into his house. Rouge tapped her sister to snap her out of her stupor and drug her home.

A look back over shoulder continued on the misadventures of SiggyAnn