Kamrynn's POV
The morning sunlight streamed through my curtains, warming my face as I blinked awake. Stretching my arms above my head, I let out a soft groan. Memories of last night came rushing back, unbidden and vivid. My fingers brushed against my lips, a traitorous part of me savoring the lingering sensation of the kiss.
“Nope. Stop,” I muttered to myself, sitting up abruptly and tossing the blanket off. “We are not going there.”
“But you are,” Aryna teased, her voice playful in my mind.
“I’m not,” I insisted aloud, swinging my legs over the side of the bed. “There’s too much to do today. The festival’s starting.”
“Keep telling yourself that,” Aryna chuckled.
Ignoring her, I shuffled to the bathroom and splashed cold water on my face, scrubbing away the remnants of sleep and las
