Memories of the previous night flooded back, making my face heat up. *Goddess,* I thought, burying my face in Alek’s chest to hide the blush creeping up my neck. Autumn, of course, wasn’t letting me off that easily.
*Wake them up!* she urged, her tone petulant. *We need breakfast, Amber! I’m starving to death here! Don’t you feel it?*
*Drama queen,* I muttered internally, though my own stomach growled in agreement.
But as I glanced down at them, a pang of guilt held me in place. They looked so peaceful, so relaxed—almost carefree. It reminded me of how they were when we were kids, before everything became so complicated. I wanted to hold onto this moment a little longer, to see them like this. Was that selfish of me? Probably.
Aaron groaned suddenly, breaking the silence. “Swee
