“Shhhh,” Kieran murmured, his arm around her waist as he guided her quickly toward the bathroom. He shut and locked the door behind them.

Genesis looked over her shoulder, her face damp with sweat, hair sticking to her skin, heart pounding with a mix of fear and anticipation.

She had barely finished her dance and was listening to Miss Reneta’s corrections when Kieran had walked in. His blue eyes locked on her, and her heart had started pounding like a war drum. He whispered something to their instructor, who nodded eagerly. Before Genesis could react, he grabbed her and started leading her away—straight to the bathroom.

Stacy, Miss Reneta, even...