When I finally opened my eyes, the sun was shining brightly through the windows, glistening off the contours of Zac's smooth, beautiful skin. I turned over, draping my arm over him and smiled, closing my eyes.
"Good morning, sleepyhead," Zac said with a smile, and then kissed me gently on the cheek.
I yawned, stretching before sitting up. It really felt good to relax and rejuvenate my body, especially since Zac was safe and our case was over. "Did you sleep?" I asked, not wanting the moment to end.
"No," Zac replied, trailing a finger along my cheek, "but I enjoyed watching you sleep."
I rolled my eyes and turned over.
"Here," Zac said, pulling me to a sitting position. "Time to get up, sleepyhead."
"Why?" I asked in protest, then turned over with a smile and curled up on the pi
