LORENZO POV

Who am I really to her?

When Noah asked me earlier, I was speechless. I had nothing to say, because who is she to me? Or maybe the question is, who am I to her?

How do I explain the fact that she’s someone I lust after? Someone whose name clings to my throat when I try to swallow it back.

My phone buzzed on the desk. I reached for it lazily, not expecting anything. The moment I saw Sienna’s name flash across the screen, my chest tightened.

Hi Loren, thanks for earlier. I’m ...