Sienna
Morning came too quickly. I barely slept, the mystery text replaying in my head like a bad dream. When my alarm buzzed, I groaned, rolling over to see another message from Jaxon already waiting.
Jaxon: Morning, baby. Today’s the day. Dubai.
Jaxon: Forget the creep. Just us.
I stared at his words, my chest tightening. Easier said than done. But when I got up and started folding clothes into my suitcase, a strange thrill pushed past the fear. Dubai. A whole week together. Alone.
Down the hall, I could hear drawers opening and closing—Jaxon was packing too. Mom and Dad had left for work early, telling us last night that a driver would take us to the airport by noon.
I stuffed my bikinis at the bottom of the bag, hiding them under sundresses, my cheeks hot even though no one was w
