Sienna tumbled out of bed, still dazed from a restless night spent tossing and turning, her thoughts lingering on Jack and the unexpected tension that had developed between them. As she attempted to pull herself together slipping into sweatpants, an oversized tee, and brewing a desperately needed cup of coffee she realized something strange: Jack was missing. In fact, he had been gone for hours.
She spotted a note on the bedside table, neatly folded and signed with flair:
“Off for a ‘casual’ jog on the beach. Gotta keep up appearances! Don’t miss me too much. Carter”
Sienna couldn't help but laugh. Sure, Jack could be infuriating at times, but he was also consistently absurd. There was something oddly reassuring about it.
Just as she began to process everything, the door burst open wit
