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...