Raelynn sat cross-legged in the oversized armchair tucked in the farthest corner of the library, a thick novel open in her lap. But she hadn't turned the page in over twenty minutes. Her thoughts were hopelessly entangled, spiraling around a singular, absurd incident: the accidental kiss with Elion.
She leaned her head against the chair's soft backrest, letting out a frustrated groan. "What is wrong with me?" she muttered under her breath.
One kiss, and her heart still refused to settle. She slapped the book shut, startling herself with the sharp sound. "We have a baby together!" she hissed, as if scolding her unruly emotions. "He's seen me naked! I've seen him naked! And now—" She groaned again, dropping her head into her hands. "A little lip brush, and I'm acting like a teenager."
