“I’m also not a fairy,” Phillip replied. “Though if it’s that curse we’re still talking about, I could simply kiss you,” he teased. “Maybe that would break the spell.” Aurora’s face went hot. More than once, she’d imagined that Phillip might be her true love. She couldn’t imagine anyone other than him waking her with a kiss. But they were friends. Best friends, at that. He probably thought of her as a sister. Someone he was obligated to marry because their fathers were best friends. She bet he even felt sorry for her.
