The Broken Road - A Zac Efron Novel (18+)

Chapter 105 - Better

The sound of glass clinking together woke me up from a dead sleep and I quietly rolled over, realizing Zac wasn't next to me. I carefully peeked out from under the covers and locked eyes on Zac, wearing nothing but gray sweatpants slung impossibly low on his hips, as he tip toed towards the bathroom.

"Good morning," I mumbled out softly as I sat up in bed, covering myself with a sheet.

"Sorry," he smiled sheepishly as he turned around on his heel to face me. "I was trying to let you sleep in," he sauntered over to me and crawled into bed. "Good morning," he brushed his nose back and forth over mine before he pressed his lips softly to mine.

"Good morning," I moaned softly as a smile spread across my face.

"Good morning," he repeated, getting a little laugh out of me.

"What's that?" I whispered, motioning to to a silver tray sitting on the dresser opposite the room.

"Breakfast," he nibbled on my ear lobe. "In bed," he stared into my eyes as he stroked my cheek.

I arched my head up, waiting for his signature move, and he finally obliged, tucking my hair behind my ear before kissing me.

Our morning bliss was interrupted when his phone began buzzing on the nightstand.

"Ignore it," he moaned as his hands roamed my body.

"What's for breakfast?" I sat up.

He got up from the bed and retrieved the silver room service tray, setting it down on the bed and sitting on the opposite side of me.

He dramatically lifted the silver domes off of plates, explaining, "chocolate chip pancakes...strawberries...bananas. And eggs...fruit...croissant..."

"You still remember..." I smirked.

"Of course I do," he said as he fed me a bite of pancakes and strawberry before his phone started vibrating again.

"What's going on with that?" I raised my eyebrow at him as he army crawled across the bed to his phone.

"It's nothing, I'm turning it off," he returned to our breakfast in bed and I decided to drop it.

"You really thought of everything," I said as I fed him eggs. "This weekend was really, really special. Thank you."

"You're welcome," he kissed me once more. "I wanted it to be special. When we're old and gray, I want us to be able to remember how amazing it was when we finally got back together."

"What?" I asked, caught off-guard by his statement.

We were interrupted by a sharp knock at the door.

"Is that more room service?" I whispered.

"No," he responded, looking puzzled as we both sat perfectly still, afraid to make a sound.

"Z, are you in there? Time to wake up!" I heard Anna shout.

"Let's go man! Time to shred the gnar!" Ryan yelled.

"Shit," he said as he looked at me with a panicked looked.

"Fuck!" I responded, equally panicked.

I leapt from the bed as Zac jumped up and moved the breakfast tray to a table.

I quickly zipped my suitcase at the foot of the other bed and rolled it into the bathroom before running back and picking up pieces of lingerie, my dress and high heels from the floor.

"Zac? Are you ok?" Anna shouted.

"Just a second! I'm getting decent!" he called out.

I ran back into the bathroom and scanned the room one last time from the doorway and Zac nodded affirmatively. I closed the bathroom door and immediately pressed my ear to the other side, eavesdropping on their conversation as he opened the door for them.