Caught in the Act

Nadia

Corbin stood frozen by the door, eyes wide with pure, unfiltered horror.

His gaze flicked from my dress that was bunched around my thighs, my hands plastered above my head to the wall and to the way Torin and I were breathing hard.

There was no hiding the unmistakable evidence of what we’d just done so his face went sheet-white almost instantly.

“Nadi?” His voice cracked. “What the fuck…”