Sienna

I lay there staring at the last text from Jaxon, grinning like an idiot, my heart still racing from the thought of what could’ve happened if his mom had walked upstairs.

I typed quickly, fingers trembling just a little:

“You’re crazy, you know. I can’t believe you came to my room like that last night. We almost got caught.”

His reply came fast, like he’d been waiting with that smirk of his:

Jaxon: “Worth it. Every second.”

I bit my lip, heat rushing to my face. I ...