Serena Setter

I wish I could say that I slept. I didn’t. I lost track of how long we were in the shower, only partly washing ourselves, and then getting distracted by each other all over again. When we were as clean as we could get, Macon carried me to the bed, completely naked. And we spent a good portion of the night wrapped up in each other.

When the morning came, we both woke to a knock on the door.

“Serena, I was just coming to check on you to see if you ...