Ring!
Ring!
Ring!
Rizi's eyes fluttered open, realizing the change in her surrounding, she abruptly stood up but a strong muscular arm around her waist held her in the spot.
"It's still early. Sleep for some more." Zain's hoarse voice made her scan her surrounding.
They were in the glasshouse. weren't they?
How come, they are on this king-size bed in the private cabin of an aeroplane?
How long she had slept?
What time is it?
"Hold your thoughts, Amore! It's still 5 am, and we still have an hour before we land in La Rochelle."
"But how did you?" Rizi asked in confusion as she looked down. She was cleaned up and well-dressed in a loosely fitted casual beige maxi gown.
"You are thinking out loud, more! You were sound asleep. So I cleaned you up and carried you here."
