Sienna
As soon as the call ended, I dropped my phone on the couch. My heart was still racing — not from the call, but from the way Jaxon was looking at me.
He didn’t even wait. He stepped forward, eyes dark and steady. “Now… where were we?” he said softly, his voice brushing against my skin.
Before I could answer, he kissed me — deep, slow, and hungry. I gasped against his mouth, my hands finding his shoulders. His lips moved with mine, gentle at first, then rougher as the heat grew between us.
“Jax…” I whispered between breaths, but he didn’t stop. His hand slid down my back, pulling me closer until there was no space left. I could feel his heart thumping against my chest. Mine matched it.
We stumbled back toward the bed, still kissing, still laughing. “We’re going to break something
