Staying on my knees, I began to gather my hair on top of my head. Keelan stood from the bed and smiled down at me. “You missed some,” he said, curling a tiny chunk of hair by my ear around his finger. The bedroom door opened and Colt walked in, Knox a step behind him. They both froze, staring at us. Colt’s eyes went a little wide and Knox looked pissed. I finished getting my hair in a messy bun and dropped my hands. “What?”

