CHAPTER SIXTY SEVEN
ZOE’S POV
It felt so peaceful and perfect. Almost like I was back home with Ryan and he had his arms wrapped around me. I snuggled deeper, enjoying the warmth radiating from his naked body into mine. Wait, naked body? Whose naked body? My eyes shot open, staring right into Ryan’s hazel eyed gaze.
“Good morning,” he whispered with a small smile dancing on the age of his lips. His hair was a mess but somehow, he still looked like a prize model.
I was quick to jump off the couch, realizing I was actually in my office and completely naked with my husband who I was still very mad at. How did I even end up in this position? The memories from yesterday night flashed hazily in my brain, making me groan while refusing to bite my lip. Why did I take that f*****g drink a
