Sleet Sugar by S.J. Tilly
CHAPTER SIXTY-FIVE
IZZY
Sleeping with Zach is my new favorite hobby. Both the sex part and the resting part.
As promised, we both fell into bed naked. Due to the lack of clothing, it was no real surprise that we preempted our nap with another round of lovemaking.
Wow, 'lovemaking', who says that? But that’s what it felt like.
I really didn’t mean to proclaim my love to Zach earlier, but it just sorta popped out. When he froze at first, I wanted to rewind time and take my words back. But then… then his response was hot as hell. It was like he got off on it. Literally.
It doesn’t bother me that he didn’t say it back. I mean, of course it would’ve been nice, but we’ve only been officially dating for a few days. And I know he cares about me. I think, maybe, he might even love me back. But based on what he’s told me about his family, I doubt he’s heard, or said, those words much throughout his life..
Zach’s heart is so big. And it makes me so sad to think of him being on his own for so long. I intend to fill his life with so much compassion and kindness that he feels like he’s bursting. In doing so, I hope I show him that he deserves every bit of love I have to give him. Prove that he deserves happiness. Our own fairy-tale ending.
As soon as we were done with our second round of orgasms, we curled up and passed out. And - pressed into Zach’s side, I slept like an exhausted puppy.
My stupid tiny bladder eventually woke me up, but it was for the best since I still needed to shower. Thankfully Zach stayed sound asleep while I pried myself from his grip. I know he got even less sleep than I did last night.
Even though it might be noisy, I showered in my en suite bathroom. I didn’t want to go down the hall to the guest bathroom and have Zach wake up in an empty room. That feels too reminiscent of our first night together, when I snuck out without a word.
I did my best to shower quickly, and - rather than taking the time to dry my hair - I pull it back into a loose braid. I had the wherewithal to grab clothes on my way in, so after a quick swipe of mascara and tinted face lotion, I yank on some jeans and a Sleet hoodie.
My stomach rumbles, reminding me that I have little for groceries in the house and that it’s now nearly 9:00 at night.
Pulling open the bathroom door, I find a faint glow in the bedroom. Zach turned on the bedside lamp and is sitting up, doing something on his phone.
The sight makes me swoon. “Hi.”
“Hi.” Zach smiles as he looks me over. “We heading somewhere?”
“Well, I don’t know about you, but I could go for some food.”
“Same.” He nods. “Have any cookies?”
“Oh shut it.” I snag a pillow and smack him with it.
Zach laughs. “Alright, alright! No cookies!”
I drop the pillow. “There’s a place called Closed that we could go to.”
Zach looks at the clock. “How late are they open?”
“Um, always. It’s a 24/7 diner.”
“Seriously? The place named Closed is never actually closed?”
“Seriously.”
He chuckles. “Alright. Let’s do it.”
Zach climbs out of bed and starts collecting his clothes.
He’s still entirely naked and entirely too good looking.
“Best stop looking at my ass like that, Sugar. Or you’ll never get your dinner.”
I turn on my heels and walk out of the room, a grin stretched across my face.
