A Price on Her Head

I carefully extracted my arm from beneath Sienna’s warm, sleeping form. Her breath hitched slightly, a soft sigh escaping her lips, but she didn’t stir. Through the moonlight filtering through the blinds, I looked at her. She looked peaceful and achingly vulnerable.

God, she’s beautiful like this. No walls, no defiance in her eyes—just quiet trust. The sight of her curled in my sheets, belly softl