Volatile Spark

SIENNA'S POV

Declan’s hand closed around mine before I could fully turn away. His grip wasn’t rough, but it was firm. Too firm. The kind of grip that made my skin crawl, that sent a shiver of unease snaking up my spine. I glanced down at his hand, then up at him, my heart pounding as I caught the unreadable glint in his eyes.

“I hate when you make it so hard to talk,” he said, his voice soft, almo