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𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐂𝐎𝐋𝐃 𝐀𝐈𝐑 𝐂𝐎𝐔𝐋𝐃 BE felt against her nipples as she laid on the bed. Her hair was now all over her head and covered her face slightly. She groaned at the cold air and pulled the cover over her body.
Her orbs landed on sleeping Zion. She watched as his chest rose and fell. She smiled small and moved closer to him,laying her head on his chest. His eyes opened at the feeling of her tracing his tattoos with her fingers. He wrapped his arm around her and kissed her forehead.
"Hey." he muttered.
"Hey." she smiled looking up at him. The two laughed at how they were acting and the events that occurred.
"How did you sleep?" she asked.
"I slept well,what about you?" he rubbed her back. Zion's focus was no on the ceiling as he waited for her response. "Same." she mumbled.
"Last night was..." Syren tried her best to start the conversation. Zion could tell she was nervous and didn't know what to say.
"Last night was the best night of my life and I don't regret any of it." he reassured. She looked into his eyes and he nodded his head. A smile appeared of her face as he smiled.
"Now what you need to do is take care of that breath because I'm bout to die." he scrunched up his face. Syren gasped and shoved him,making him let out a laugh.
"You're such an asshole." she rolled her eyes.
"I love you too." he smirked. Syren got out of bed and walked into the bedroom. Zion laid in bed with his hand behind his back and smiled. He was starting to feel like everything was going right and he was happy. He looked over at the nightstand and grabbed the remote. Before he could even turn the tv on,a loud knock sounded off on the door.
His eyebrows furrowed at the loud knocking and pulled the covers off his body. He grabbed his pants off the floor and put them on. He ambled towards the door and pepped through the hole seeing the manager. He was about to open the door but stopped when he noticed.
