Sienna

My heart stopped.

Kendra stood there, hands on her hips now, staring at us with that familiar half-smile — the one that always meant she was piecing things together.

“Oh my God,” she said, walking closer, her heels crunching softly on the pavement. “You two look so serious. What’s going on? You finally admitted how much you love each other?”

My breath caught, panic crawling up my spine. “What? No, it’s not—”

She cut me off with a laugh, nudging Jaxon lightly on ...