Sienna's POV

“Aren’t you going to walk fast?” Lina called out from the bus, her head poking through the window as I dragged my bag sluggishly across the pavement.

My body felt heavy, and not from the weight of the bag.

Noah had shown up earlier, right before anything could happen between Lorenzo and I.

My core was already aching for him, throbbing with the kind of hunger that only he knew how to feed. But of course, Noah had to ruin the moment, just because we are going home. What a ...