“You made that noise?” she asked. “You opened the door and hid to scare me? You did that?” He swallowed. “Lara… it was supposed to be a joke. I didn’t mean—” She winced at the word joke.
“I thought it was him,” she said, pressing a hand to her stomach as if steadying herself. “I heard the door, the creak, the footsteps… and my body just reacted. I couldn’t even think. I kept waiting for someone to burst through.”