Chapter 299: A Lifted Day
The gentle warmth of Camille’s breath on my chest remained as the knock sounded. It wasn’t overly loud, but it was sufficient to disrupt the silence we had created together.
"Reynard? Camille?" Sienna’s voice was dulled by the door, cheerful yet crucially soothing. "Lunch is ready."
Camille emitted a tired groan, her head moving gently against me. Her hair brushed against my chin, and I remained still, not wanting to move her away just yet.
"Camille," I whispered, tucking a lock of hair behind her ear. "Time to rise."
"Mmm," was all she could say, tightening her eyes more before eventually opening them, pupils adapting to the dim illumination of her studio. She blinked at me, her confusion transforming into a small, drowsy smile.
Then the door opened immediately.
Sienna’s head appeared, her long, auburn, hair hastily gathered in a bun, her eyes widening in surprise when she spotted us still entangled on the velvet couch. Her lips curled into a smile, and before I could object, she took out her phone.
Snap.
"Sienna," Camille croaked, voice hoarse, "delete that."
"Hmm, no," Sienna said, far too cheerful. "Consider this payback for the last fifty times you teased me about sharing Reynard with you. Lunch, you two."
Camille buried her face in my chest, letting out a dramatic groan, while I sighed, gently patting her back in comfort. Sienna only grinned before shutting the door, footsteps light as she retreated.