Echoes of That Night

Teo's POV

I keep my left hand gripped around the steering wheel of the Rolls-Royce, weaving the heavy sedan through the evening highway traffic with practiced ease. My right hand stays planted on Sienna's bare thigh, fingers splayed wide against her warm skin. It belongs there, claiming space she hasn't yet granted.

Every slight bump in the asphalt sends a tremor through her. Every time my thumb