They were out for a few more hours when, this time, Aubrianne stirred. She woke up and realized she was draped over Zayne.
Her leg and hand sprawled across him, her head resting on his sexy, eye-candy, muscular chest.
Aubrianne stretched her body out and then reverted back into the position she was in, her head nestled in his chest.
She glanced at her exquisite ring while flexing her left hand and fingers while she imagined her wedding day.
Then, her mind wandered to what had happened earlier. She realized she had passed out and wondered what happened to Zayne.
She inspected him, and as far as Aubrianne could tell, Zayne was fine.
If his beating heart were any indication, because it was beating steadily in her ear, pressed against his chest. She also felt fine, with no pains or aches that would be alarming.
Aubrianne's head tilted up, and she watched and admired Zayne's stubbled chin and the sexy outline of his neck and throat when a mischievous smile graced her lips.