Sunlight streamed through the curtains, forcing Kimi to squeeze her eyes shut. She rolled over, burying her face deeper into the pillow, desperate to return to sleep.
But something made her pause. A familiar masculine scent filled her nostrils, warm and intoxicating. Her eyes flew open as she recognized Kolton's cologne clinging to her bedding.
She bolted upright, scanning the empty bedroom. The events of the previous night came flooding back in fragments. Alvin's unexpected visit. His cruel friends. Kolton's sudden appearance and the tension that followed.
Her gaze dropped to her body, and shock rippled through her. She was wearing soft cotton pajamas instead of the clothes she remembered having on.
"This isn't what I was wearing," she whispered, her voice trembling.
The memories felt hazy, distorted by fever and exhaustion. She touched her forehead, relieved to find her temperature had returned to normal. But the question burned in her mind like fire.
Who had undressed her?
