“What…?” Her brain felt foggy, trying to catch up.

Genesis blinked groggily, her brows furrowing as she turned slightly and felt something wet beneath her. Beside her, there was movement—like someone was shifting around. Slowly, she forced her eyes open. The light stung at first, and she instinctively shut them again before managing to keep them open long enough to focus.

Her vision cleared.

Kieran.

He was crouched at the foot of the bed, almost between her legs, scrubbing something on the sheets. His jaw was tight, his movements fast, frantic.

Huh?

She lay there, still and silent, watching him.

What happened?

He didn’t realize she was awake until she...