KIERAN’S POV
I heard the shower start. The sound of water hitting the tiles only made the memories in my head louder.
I stood up and paced by the window. I tried to focus on anything except the woman behind that door.
A few minutes later, the door opened. A cloud of steam came out, smelling like vanilla. Sienna walked out in a cream silk robe. Her hair was damp and curled around her neck.
"Your turn," she said, her voice sounding a little breathless. She didn't look at me. She sat in the chair I had just left.
Ever since the accident on her first night in my room, she always went to the bathroom first. She was still scared of getting burned by hot water.
I grabbed my linen pants and practically ran into the bathroom. I needed cold water to calm down.
When I finally came out, a sma
