Unfolding

Sienna’s POV

The remnants of their touch still burned on my skin. Every nerve was alight, thrumming with an energy I didn’t know how to contain. My breathing was shallow, my pulse erratic as I stood there, trying to ground myself in the wake of what had just happened.

The club still pulsed around me, the deep bass thrumming in my bones, but it was nothing compared to the lingering sensation of the