Chapter 221

The next morning, Jessica woke up lying against Zachary's chest. This man, nearly six feet three, was somehow crammed into a five-foot bed with her. It must have been uncomfortable for him. When had he climbed in? She hadn't even noticed. Had she gotten so used to his scent that she let her guard down? Jessica carefully pulled her hand away. Her mind wandered to last night, when they had argued. But now, waking in his arms, it didn't feel nearly as upsetting. She tried to get up, but he held her tight. "Let's sleep in," he murmured. His warm breath, mixed with the faint scent of sandalwood, cascaded over her. She noticed then that he'd already changed his clothes. She couldn't move, trapped in his embrace. Zachary shifted to pull her closer, wrapping his legs around her waist as if molding himself to her. He then pressed a firm kiss to her forehead. Jessica didn't resist. It was still early in the day, and she didn't mind staying with him a little longer. He nudged the