KIERAN’S POV
I stood there for a long moment. My nose was still throbbing where the wood had kissed it. I raised my hand to knock, but I hesitated. My knuckles hovered just inches from the door.
What was I supposed to say? “I wasn't watching that because I’m a p*****t; I turned on the TV to chase her from the living room.”? It sounded pathetic in my head.
Finally, I tapped against the door. It was a soft, tentative sound.
"Sienna?" I muttered. "I didn't mean to disturb your sleep. I was just trying to get you out of the living room. Open up... Sienna, open up."
The lock clicked. The door finally swung open, and Sienna stormed back in, pissed. "Your phone has been ringing."
I strode to the table, my fingers brushing against the table as I saw James's message. Her friend was alr
