Sienna’s POV
My body… my body was still humming from Saturday night and Sunday morning. From him. From Knox.
I laid in bed for a while after my shower, staring at the ceiling like it could answer the million questions circling my mind. What the hell did I do? No, what didn’t I do? And why did it all feel like... like I’d been waiting for it? Like some part of me had known I’d end up tangled up with him, even if my brain hadn’t caught up.
I threw on a pair of soft cotton shorts, lazy-day shorts, the kind that say “I don’t have my life together, but at least I’m comfortable.” My t-shirt was oversized, and my hair was still damp as I walked out of my room, feet dragging a little.
It was 3 p.m. already.
I heard the click-clack of buttons before I saw him—my brother, posted up in the livi
