Zoe POV

I lie very still in the dark for approximately ten seconds.

'Iris,' I say.

'I heard,' she says. Her voice is carefully neutral in a way that tells me she is working very hard not to laugh.

'Don't.'

'I wasn't going to say anything.'

I press the pillow over my face.

The embarrassment fades eventually, the way embarrassment always does when you're alone in a dark room with nothing to do but ...