“Is this where we sleep now?” Brooklyn asked.

“Just for a couple of nights, sweetie,” Kevin said.

He unzipped the duffel bag and took out two folded shirts, a pair of dark sweatpants, and a small tube of toothpaste.

I reached across the cushions to take the stack of clothes and put them on the low shelf.

A sudden white heat shot across my stomach the moment my fingers lifted the cotton.

I froze mid-reach and sucked in a breath through my teeth.