Sienna DiMarco
God, what am I doing? I am acting like a w***e. Not only that, I told him that I wanted to have s*x with him forever, that I couldn't stop. I took a shivering breath, and then I felt Sal's lips on my shoulder.
“You are spiraling,” he said, and I sighed. He was spooning me, his chest pressed against my back, and I didn't dare look up to meet his gaze. “Sienna?” he pressed, and I took a deep breath.
“I am acting like a w***e,” I mumbled, and he gasped.
“The f**k! You are not!” he said immediately, and I turned around in his arms. This conversation was hard enough to have staring at an emptiness.
“I shouldn't have…” I paused, and his eyes grounded me.
“Don't say it. Do you regret this?” He sounded mad, but underneath it all, it was more hurt than anger.
“No,” I sa
