There's a knock at the door

Jordyn's heart skipped a beat and she quickly and guiltily moved her hands from her breasts. She walked out of the bedroom and slowly approached the front door. It wouldn't be her family, they had keys. Maybe it was the housekeeping staff that came with the villa? She paused, waiting to see if whoever it was would knock again or, hopefully, just go away.

Another knock. Resigned to opening the door, Jordyn reached for the deadbolt, unlocked it, and pulled the handle.