Sienna

Cars swarmed the road like a parade, headlights flashing, music blasting from rolled-down windows. Every time someone spotted Jaxon’s car, cheers rose into the night air—

“Prom King!”

“Lake House, baby!”

“Jaxon Carter, you legend!”

Jaxon grinned, one hand steady on the wheel, the other drumming the beat of the bass spilling from passing cars. He was intentionally driving slow, letting people honk and cheer as they sped past. Kendra and Caleb were somewhere ahead, ...