Sierra bolted upright, awakened by a loud pounding on her bedroom door.
"What is it?" Drake mumbled, coming out of his slumber and rising on his elbows.
"Please, don't get up. Someone is at the door. I'll see to it." Sierra gripped the corner of a nearby sheet and wrapped it around herself firmly. She was aware that Drake watched every move she made; she bit her bottom lip at the sight of his muscled chest.
His eyes closed as he lay on his back again, spreading himself across her bed.?
"Dammit, Sierra, get up and open this door!"
"Kyle, have you gone mad?" Sierra yelped as she cracked the door open, furious at him.
"Have I gone mad?" He laughed bitterly. "Have you?" he returned the insult.?
Something was terribly wrong. Sierra had never seen him so furious. "Kyle, I don't know what'
