SIENNA’S POV
I stood at the base of the stairs, my mouth hanging open as the sound of Kieran’s door slamming echoed through the hallway.
"Tacky?" I whispered to the empty air.
I looked down at the gold silk. It hugged my body in all the right places. Just an hour ago, his eyes had stayed on me like I was the only person in a crowded ballroom.
He had held me so close I could feel the steady beat of his heart against mine. And now… tacky?
"You’re a prick, Kieran Wolfe," I muttered, kicking off my heels.
I didn't go to my room. I went straight to the kitchen. My stomach was growling so loud it was actually starting to hurt.
I opened the fridge, grabbed a carton of milk.
I didn't even use a glass, I just gulped the milk down while standing in the light of the open fridge.
But mi
