Maya's POV
I froze, my entire body going rigid as ice when the fabric of my hoodie came off. The air hit my skin and I realized with horror that I was bare in front of him. Bare except for the tight scarf binding my chest.
My heart slammed against my ribs so hard I thought they might crack.
"No," I said, my voice shaky. I shoved at Kieran's chest with everything I had, scrambling backward on the bed. My hands flew up to cover myself, crossing over the binding as heat flooded my face. "Get away from me!"
Kieran didn't move. He just stared, his eyes locked on the fabric wrapped around my chest. His expression was unreadable, jaw tight, hands still raised from where he'd been holding my shirt.
"What the hell is that?" His voice was low, dangerous.
I couldn't speak. My throat closed up,
