Kayla's POV
I backed out of Sarah’s doorway as quietly as I could, but my elbow accidentally hit the edge of a ceramic mug sitting on the table.
CRASH!
The mug shattered against the hardwood floor.
Both of them bolted awake in an instant. Sarah gasped, yanking the bedsheet up over her bare chest. Beside her, Marcus sat up Fastly, his sharp, stern executive composure suddenly turning into a look of nervousness, and terror. He looked like he wanted the earth to open up and swallow him whole.
"I..I'm so sorry!" I stammered, holding up my hands in embarrassment before turning on my heel and rushing downstairs to the kitchen.
A few minutes later, Sarah came hurrying down the steps, frantically tying a silk robe around her waist. Her cheeks were burning bright red.
"Kayla, wait—"
"When w
