Camilla's eyes fluttered open, and she was met with the chiseled features of Prince Thane's face, blocking the sunlight streaming through the window. She groaned, her voice husky from sleep. "Urgh, aren't you supposed to avoid sunlight as a vampire?" she questioned, her tone rough from disuse.
Prince Thane chuckled, his eyes crinkling at the corners. "Either you read a lot of romance novels or you sure have an active imagination," he teased, his voice low and smooth.
Camilla's eyes narrowed, and she turned to the other side of the room, only to realize that Prince Thane was lying beside her, his bare chest on full display. Her eyes widened, and she quickly turned back to face him.
"Please tell me we didn't sleep together after I passed out," she asked, her voice laced with a mix of embarrassment and concern.
Prince Thane's grin was mischievous. "We sure did," he replied, his tone nonchalant.