Veronica POV
Veronica cringed as she unpacked her little overnight bag. She hadn’t packed for a night with Brax. Just a single extra thong and a lacy nightgown—way too sexy for someone who’d only slept with three people in her life, but it was all she had.
Her mother always said, “You never know who you might seduce.” It was her twisted version of life advice. Sometimes, Veronica wondered if her mother had been a Siren too. But after what she did… Veronica wasn’t sure she’d ever be able to forgive her.
She’d just finished taking her stuff out of the bag and placing it on the bed when there was a knock on the door.
She opened to find Brax on the other side, with his jaw clenched and looking very unhappy. Great, he doesn’t even want to be near me. Veronica internally sighed.
“No luck?”
