SIENNA’S POV
"Sienna. Sienna. Sienna." The name kept coming. It built up, tugging at the fuzzy parts of my mind. Wait... Why did it sound so far away? The push against my belly felt weaker. Like a ghost.
My eyes flew open.
He had not touched me.
His hands were not on my waist. There was no tongue in my mouth. He was still standing there, just a few inches away. His shadow was over me. His lips were slightly open, showing a hint of his teeth. He was just... waiting.
It had all been in my head. Every touch. Every dirty, deep kiss. It was nothing but a wild dream born from my own desperate wants.
My heart hit hard against my ribs. I felt like a clueless teenager going through puberty, my body was making its own rules, and my brain didn't have a say in any of it.
Heat burst all ove
