Sienna

The first thing I felt as I opened my eyes was warmth. Jaxon’s arm was around me, the blanket twisted between us, his slow breathing brushing my ear. For a moment, I didn’t want to move at all. The couch wasn’t much of a bed, but with him holding me, it felt better than any mattress. It felt safe. It felt like home.

The sunlight slipped through the curtains and kissed my face until I squinted. Then came the loud and sharp buzz rattling against the coffee table. I groaned, ...