It seemed Zion had no intention of leaving until she praised him, leaving Addison no choice but to indulge the big child standing before her. Hoarsely, she said, "You did great. Please go back to your room and get some rest—it's already dawn…"
Zion, clearly exhausted, nodded with a bright, satisfied smile. His eyes crinkled with joy as he finally turned and headed to his own room. The moment the door shut behind him, Addison felt her knees go weak.
His intoxicating scent lingered in the air, making her feel as though her legs would give out beneath her. She quickly closed the door and stumbled back to her bed, but no matter how hard she tried, sleep refused to return; her mind was plagued with thoughts of Zion, who was in the room next to hers.
Meanwhile, as soon as Zion entered his room, he immediately stepped straight into the shower, humming lightly as he washed away the night. The grin on his face never once faded.
