It was the sound of Trent clearing his throat that broke Ky and Kara apart. A flush stole over Kara's cheeks as she bowed her head, uttering a weak apology.
"So, I'm all for Ky's plan. You need rest, Karebear." Trent ambled over, moving closer to the bed.
"That's all fine and good, but you know your parents won't let me..."
"My parents are no longer a factor. At least not immediately. Knowing my mother, she will pop back up to make trouble, but for now, she has no say in what you say or do." Trent spoke softly.
"How can you say that? We live in their house..."
"Not anymore." Kylen growled next to her. The sound was a deep rumble of residual anger. Kara could recognize it as a sign of aggression, and the absolute rage that she felt pouring off of Kylen was more than she could bear
