" Huh?? " Autumn was on the verge of snapping but then her voice cut off.
Both of them froze at the same time…like something unseen had passed between them, like a drop in air pressure just before a storm and they both felt it.
Kieran's head tilted slightly.
Autumn turned her head too…and there she was.
Lyla!!
Standing there at the back door. Silent. Too still. Just watching.
Her pale white gown shimmered in the moonlight like spilled milk. Her eyes were wide…but not surprised. Not exactly.
There was something colder in them.
Autumn's breath hitched as shame crawled over her skin like ivy taking over abandoned homes.
She yanked at her dress, her fingers fumbling to pull the buttons back into place.
The chill in the air suddenly started to burn. Her hands trembled slightly, and she cursed herself for it.
She wasn't doing anything wrong.
But she felt like she had.