Thomas' POV
Thinking back to this morning, I feel a huge sense of guilt for the way I acted, because he was right. He's been running himself ragged all week, after just working two full weeks, just to give me the vacation I wanted and did all the work and planning. The only thing I had to do is get up and get in the car so I could be driven here. And I even managed to fuck that up.
I'm so lost in my train of thought, I miss the sound of footsteps walking towards me as I look out over the wide ocean view. I jump and nearly scream as strong warm arms come down to wrap around me and a cold nose nuzzles into my neck.
"Good morning, kitten." Comes Zack's raspy voice and I melt and get a sudden heated flare that pases through my abdomen at the sound of it. "It's beautiful out here."
"It really is. I love it. Thank you for bringing me." I tell him and he lifts his head from my neck to give me a soft kiss on the cheek.
