Kelsey's POV

I arrived at exactly nine PM and almost didn't want to get out of the car.

I sat in front of Nora's house with the engine off, staring at the familiar porch light like it belonged to a stranger. My hands were still a little shaky from earlier. Every time I replayed the call in my head—Cole's voice asking who sent the picture, the silence that followed, the exact moment I came while they both heard me—my stomach flipped between pure mortification and something hotter that I refused to name.

I had told myself I was coming here to meet Nora so we could both head over to...