Sienna's POV
The ride back to my place was quiet, but not in a bad way. Alex had one hand on the wheel and the other casually resting near the gear shift, occasionally brushing against my thigh. It was sweet. Calm. The kind of thing I should want.
When we pulled up in front of my house, I noticed the living room light was on.
“Hmm. My brother’s home,” I muttered.
“Good or bad thing?” Alex asked with a smirk.
“Honestly? Kind of good. He’s been shockingly chill lately. No parties. No half-naked girls in my kitchen. I’ll take the win.”
We got out and walked up the front steps. I unlocked the door and stepped inside, kicking off my sneakers. “We take our shoes off at the door,” I said over my shoulder, almost out of habit.
Alex laughed and did the same. “Yes, ma’am.”
I reached back, g
