Carolina closed the door with a sharp click, the surprise still heavy in the air. Katherine shot up from the bed like it had burned her, scrambling to adjust her top, cheeks blooming with heat. Kingsley was already halfway to standing, brushing down his shirt with a quick hand, avoiding everyone’s eyes.

“I should go now,” he muttered, not looking at anyone.

Katherine nodded, trying to calm her pulse. “Okay. Talk to you later.”

Kingsley reached for the doorknob, only to freeze ...