Chapter 153

Sienna

I was trying so hard to hate this.

That was the humiliating truth of it, some frantic part of my brain was still screaming at me to stop, to remember Beckett's threats, to remember the necklace still resting cold against my collarbone, while the rest of me had already surrendered completely to the feeling of Declan's mouth against mine, his soft hands, the terrifying relief of finally being