"Haley!" she heard him hiss from the great room. Startled, she got up from her window seat in the master bedroom where she was reading her Kindle, moving like she had been struck by lightning.
Wide-eyed, she found Kris standing in the middle of the room, a negligee crumpled on the floor at his feet. His look was almost comical, shooting glances down at the offending piece of lingerie and up to glare at Haley. She knew better than to even stifle a laugh.