I watched Zac for hours, until the sunlight streamed gently through the window. I loved watching him sleep, tossing and turning. His body glistened in the faint sunlight as it caressed his gorgeous body, warming my heart.
Suddenly, I heard a familiar bird call out the window. It was Rick, using the same signal he used during the Revolutionary War. I sighed as I pulled myself away from Zac, and then slid agilely out the window, landing silently upon the ground.
"Hey, what did you find out?" I asked about our intruder. "Who was it?" Whoever it was got way too close for comfort.
"Don't know," Rick said, his eyebrows pulling together as he sighed. "It was a male, though, but I didn't recognize his scent."
"What do you think he was after?" I asked, trying to think about it rationally. I
