Sierra Summers stood tall, her finger poking at Caleb Sterling's chest, "Am I right?"
Caleb followed her hand, grasping it tightly, "Right about what?"
He gazed into Sierra's playful, mischievous eyes and continued to ask, "You were the one who sat down, you even kissed me."
"Sierra Summers, shouldn't I be the one questioning you?"
Caleb smiled as he looked directly at Sierra, watching her retreat bit by bit, avoiding his gaze. He tightened his grip and held her closer, "And now, what's this about?"
"Setting the rules... No, several rules..." Sierra pressed her face against him, her voice as soft as a cat's, yet stubbornly replied.
Caleb played along, "Tell me about them?"
"The three-month thing you mentioned... wasn't my idea..." Sierra huffed.
Do you think I'm doing this willingly?!
It's all because you're so darn serious.
And yet so enticing...
