The morning light filtered through the thick curtains of Zoe’s room, casting soft, golden rays across the floor. Zoe lay still for a moment, her body tangled in the warmth of the blankets, the events of the night before replaying in her mind like an echo.
Her heart was still racing, her pulse a constant reminder of the kiss - the connection she and Dominic shared. She didn’t know where it would lead, or if it would lead anywhere at all, but it had left something inside her that wouldn’t go away. Something stirring. Something that was beginning to feel like more than just attraction.
Zoe rolled over and checked the time on her phone. She had only a few minutes before breakfast, but she needed to clear her head.
She pushed the covers aside and stood, moving toward the bathroom. She splas
