KAI POV
My brain was foggy, my stomach so damn full, and—holy goddess—I could feel my panties were drenched. Not damp. Drenched. Soaked in a way that made every shift of my thighs a slick reminder of the disaster we had just lived through.
I groaned softly and blinked myself awake, only to realize I wasn’t in a bed. Not even on a couch. Nope. I was sprawled across a body—warm, broad, and breathing.
Derrick.
And not only was I sprawled across him, but we were lying on the actual ground. The forest floor, pine needles prickling into my skin, damp moss sticking to my bare arms.
In the *forest.*
It all came crashing down at once.
The banquet. The food. The moaning. The wine and chocolate and whatever the hell Paolo had slipped into those damn dishes.
The *flags.*
“s**t,” I croaked, my
