Laney tried to stay awake, but it wasn't long after Xan left that she found herself nodding off on the sofa in front of Zach's wide-screen TV. She'd found an old, black and white romantic comedy and had really wanted to see the end. When she opened her eyes, though, the comedy was over and a garish 70's action flick was playing.
Footsteps in the hallway let her know what had woken her.
"Zach?" Odd how she knew him, just by the sound of his walk. "In here." She switched off the television and ran her hand through her tousled hair.
He paused in the doorway and gave her a smile so wickedly seductive it practically melted her bones. "That shirt looks way better on you than it ever did on me."
She glanced down at the US Army T-shirt stretched taut across her braless chest and grimaced. "Som
