Chapter Twelve
“Kayla, what the hell is going on?”
Kayla clenched her teeth, her cheeks prickling with lava-like heat. “Turn around!” she shouted, scrambling to her feet and snatching a pile of clothes. At least Peter and his wife had the grace to turn immediately at her shout.
“I told you we should have called her first,” she heard Christiane say. “Zis is a terrible invasion.”
Her sister-in-law’s kindness made Kayla immediately like her. If she had to get barged in on by her older brother, thank God Christiane was there too. Ryan and Shawn extricated their clothing from her hands and began to dress hurriedly, as well. Kayla glanced at Shawn, who looked concerned but not alarmed. Ryan, however, looked morose as he pulled his jeans on.
“Thanks, Christiane,” Peter answered, sarcasm drip
