Amy's blue eyes fluttered open. She was buried under the warm sheets of the King sized bed. Her hair was sprawled out on the pillow and different directions. She let out a contented sigh upon taking in the sight before her.
Zach was seated on the bed with his computer resting on his lap. He was wearing a jersey whose sleeves he had rolled up to his elbow and matched it with slim fit jeans. The same clothes he had worn in the morning when Victoria called them in for breakfast.
It was just his chiseled side profile that got her attention. He was wearing eyeglasses with a concentrative expression peeled on the laptop.
'Gosh! He's so hot!' she mentally squealed as she bit her bottom lip.
