I kicked off my heels with a happy sigh, the cool marble floor a relief against my aching feet. Kayde drew me into a slow, deep kiss against the door, and we barely made it to the bed before collapsing, tangled in a mess of limbs and half-removed clothes.
Sleep claimed us fast and heavy, and it felt like only minutes had passed when Kayde gently shook me awake. “Baby,” he murmured, voice still rough with sleep. “Time to get up. The rally's about to start.”
I groaned, burying my face in the pillow. My head throbbed faintly, and my body felt heavy. “What time is it?”
“Seven. We’ve got maybe an hour before we need to be at the starting point.”
I sat up slowly, rubbing my eyes. Kayde was already moving around the room, looking far more awake than I felt. There was a knock at our suite doo
