~Sienna~

My body shivers. My hands tremble as I try to bring out the house keys from my purse.

Norman doesn’t say anything the whole time, his hand rests on my lower back, burning heat through the thin fabric of my dress.

My stomach clenches with every breath, the tension between us hums like static, thick and consuming.

Finally, I find the keys and unlock the door, his hand presses forward, leading me inside as though it’s his home, the door shut quietly behind us.

He moves into ...