EVERETT'S POV
“What the…”
My hand stilled mid towel-drying my hair and I blew out an irritated breath as I adjusted the towel around my waist.
“Do you ever knock?” I snapped, the edge of my irritation cutting through. “Stop making a habit of walking into my room like you own it.”
Sienna tilted her head, a smirk teasing her lips. “Maybe you should start locking your door then.”
“And will that honestly stop you from invading my privacy?” I arched a brow as I fling the towel in my hand away. “You’re addicted to me. It makes you act foolish, desperate.”
She scoffed, rolling her eyes in that way that proved I’d definitely hit a mark.
“You talk a big game for a man who can hardly resist me either. Making all this noise and still sleeping with me afterwards doesn't really count, sorry.”
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