-Sienna-

"We shouldn’t be doing this, Jaxon." I whispered half-breath.

"You know why," I managed. My voice sounded thin, unsteady. "The house. The rules. Them."

His mouth tilted into something between a smirk and a challenge. "Fuck the rules."

"It’s not just the rules," I tried again, pressing my hands to his chest. They trembled against him. The muscle under his shirt was solid, alive. "This..us…it’s wrong."

He leaned in, so close I could feel the warmth of his breath on my lips.

"Is it?" His eyes held mine, steady and sharp. "Because it feels like I’ve been waiting my whole life just to be this close to you, Sienna."...