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Sienna’s touch still had an effect on me, despite the fact that the sparks had grown weak and always left me with a sour taste in my mouth as she teased and taunted me with the connection we still shared. Yet now, as Sienna apparently chose to start over, that effect had heightened. A mere touch from her, and I felt the old power of our bond coming back. Would the torture never end? I couldn’t stand the sensation, and so I had pushed her hand away and turned my back to her, thinking that was the end of it.
But when I woke up in the morning, I found a strange sight in front of me. Dark hair with the sweetest scent filled my senses. I moved back to see Sienna’s body pressed against mine so tightly that I must have been crushing her, yet she didn’t seem to mind.
With her back to m
