“One side of Kieran’s mouth curved up in response to my non-answer. A teasing grin I saw in the delicate dance of moonlight making its way through the window. My eyes narrowed. “You’re teasing me.” He reached over, gently tugging on the sleeve of my shirt – well, his shirt that I’d helped myself to while the one I slept in was still drying after being laundered. “I would never.”