Rae's POV
Mom's voice came again-closer now, footsteps on the stairs.
"Rae? I'm coming up. I have your tea-"
My heart stopped.
Killian's arm was still locked around me, his body half-covering mine under the sheet. My legs tangled with his, breasts pressed to his chest, skin on skin.
My top was pushed up, his sweatpants low. There was no time to fix anything-no time to pretend this was innocent.
I shoved at his shoulder-frantic, desperate.
"Killian-go," I hissed, voice barely a whisper. "Hide. In the bathroom. Now."
He froze for half a second-eyes wide-then nodded fast. He rolled off me in one smooth motion, grabbing his shirt from the floor and yanking it on as he moved.
I pulled the sheet up to my chin, heart slamming so hard I could feel it in my throat.
"Hold on, Mom!" I cal
