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Victoria
The next morning, I was thankful that I was home since I had overslept due to my own irresponsibility. I had gone to bed late after recording our new song, and even later because Zak and I had... a lot of catching up to do. I had ridden him like Seabiscuit, and I didn't know what came over me to expand my confidence in the bedroom, especially with him. I had woken up at 7:50 when my usual time was at least by 7:30, so I had barely any time to brush my teeth and change out of my pajamas. "Where're you going, sweetie?" Zak grumbled from my bed, one arm slung behind his head and the other draped over his stomach.
God, him just lying there did something to me.
"I've got to work," I sighed. "I'm running late."
"Well, it's a good thing you work from home," He chuckled. "I'm sorry I caused you to oversleep."
I shrugged, "It was worth it. If you need me, I'll be in my office."
"Okay. I'll probably end up falling back to sleep. Your bed is so comfortable."
"It's that memory foam topper. That thing has changed the way I sleep for the better."
"I can agree to that. I'll come down and visit when I wake back up."
"Okay," I grinned, walking over to his side of the bed and trapped his lips with mine. "I'll take Gracie with me. When I log in, I don't get many calls, so I'll take her outside for a walk."
"You don't have to."
"Well, too bad, because I'm going to. Get some rest, baby."
"You keep calling me that, and neither of us will be getting any rest, and you'll definitely be late for work." He smirked.
