The night faded into morning without either of them realizing it. Wrapped in tangled sheets and each other's heat, sleep had come easily.
Sunlight poured through the curtains now, warm and blinding against the ceiling.
Jace opened his eyes slowly, blinking into the light. His mind was still catching up when he heard the familiar voice in his head.
[Wakey wakey.]
He groaned lightly, dragging a hand across his face. His other hand reached across the bed, searching, but only found cold sheets.
Eva wasn't there.
"Morning, Zin," Jace mumbled, voice hoarse.
He pushed himself up, blinking around the room. Her clothes were gone too.
Zin spoke again, smug as ever.
[You sleep like a boulder, y'know that? She probably left like ten minutes ago. Said something about getting a head start.]
Jace scratched his head, dragging himself to sit upright. "And you didn't wake me?"
[What, and ruin your cute little afterglow nap? Come on, even I have boundaries.]
