027 YOU'RE COMING WITH ME

The following morning I woke up around six, and Zachary still sleeps. I removed his hand from me and went inside the bathroom. I washed my face and brushed my teeth before I went downstairs and made breakfast.

After cooking, I returned to my room and chuckled to see Zachary still sleeping. I took a change of clothes from my closet and went inside the bathroom, and took a bath, and I shook my head when I came out; he was still sleeping.

I went to his side and softly shook his shoulder. "Zach, wake up," I whispered. He just groaned and went back to sleep.

"Zachary, it's quarter to eight now. Come on, wake up. You are going to be late." I whispered and kissed his cheek.

"Five minutes more." He murmured.

"No more five minutes. Wake now," I whispered, leaning my face on him. He smiled and caressed my face, and then he opened his eyes. I straightened up, and he sat up, rubbing his sleepy eyes.

"Are you already dressed up?"

"Yes, And I already make breakfast. Now go and take a bath." He no