Sienna

The sound made both of us freeze.

Creaaak.

Our heads turned toward the living room entrance, hearts thudding.

For a moment, I thought someone had walked in. My pulse jumped into my throat. But when I peeked around the couch, the front door was slightly open — swaying just enough for the breeze to whisper through.

I exhaled slowly, a nervous laugh slipping out. “Guess Ezra didn’t close it properly when he left.”

Jaxon ran a hand through his hair, still catching his breath. “Yeah. I’ll get it.”

He got up, crossed the room, and pushed the door shut with a soft click, then turned the lock. For a...