Chapter Twenty

Lachlan

When this day had started out, having Sienna writhing at my fingertips was not what I thought I would be doing. Had I hoped that it was a possibility? Yes. But had I thought it was a dream that could have actually become a reality? Not even a little bit.

But, as I have her pressed up against the driver’s side of the truck, the door shielding us from any unwanted eyes, part of me is