"She's a Rosier," Sienna replied quickly. It was a quick response, a defense of he family. No matter where she and Nadia had come from, they were Rosiers now, even if their names said otherwise. "I have a cousin on the other side, but I haven't seen him since he was really young. Pops took me in when I was 10."
Sienna took one last lick of her ice cream before dropping it into the bin. Her arm slipped around Knox's waist and she dropped her head against his shoulder, trying not to think about how easy it was to fit against him.
At the sight of her favorite feathered friends, Sienna quickly pulled away from Knox and hurried to the glass. Practically giggling with delight, she watched with wide open eyes as they waddled and dove under the water. There wasn't a great deal of time for sight seeing when your job was an assassin. "Oh my gosh," she said with a grin. "Knox, look at him!"