Zayn’s POV
I couldn’t stop staring at her.
The morning light caught the curve of her smile as she chewed, and something about the simple act of her eating breakfast made my chest ache in the best way. Bliss. That’s what it was. Pure, quiet bliss. I could watch her like this for a lifetime.
Her eyes flicked up, catching me in the act. “Why are you staring at me like that?” she asked, amusement dancing on her lips. “Do you want to eat me or something?”
A grin tugged at my mouth. “Can I?”
She laughed—soft, teasing, a sound I could drown in. “You’re crazy,” she said, shaking her head. “So, what are we doing today? It’s Saturday, and I’ve got no plans. I’m guessing you don’t either?”
“Absolutely not,” I said, leaning forward slightly. “Being with you is my plan.”
Her eyes lit up, and tha
