Billionaire Undaunted: The Billionaire's Obsession ~ Zane by J. S. Scott Page A

even showing her the room upstairs where her belongings were being kept, Ellie was exhausted. She followed him back downstairs and to the kitchen wearily.
    “Do you want me to take the room with my stuff?” she asked uncertainly.
    “Hell, no. It’s a mess up there. You can sort it out when you feel better. Take one of the bedrooms downstairs. Then you don’t have to climb up and down the stairs all the time. Do you want your clothes?”
    Ellie shook her head slowly. None of her old stuff would fit anymore. “I’ll go through them tomorrow.” She’d salvage whatever she could.
    She could feel the tension between the two of them and Ellie wondered if she should just have him show her to her room and go to bed.
    “I’m not going to apologize for kissing you,” Zane said quietly, rocking back on his heels as he put his hands in the front pockets of his jeans.
    Ellie was startled by the abrupt change of subject, but he’d obviously been thinking as much about that kiss as she had during their tour of the house. They’d both discarded their outerwear before the tour had started, but Ellie was still overheated as she stared at Zane’s stubborn expression, her eyes unable to keep from drifting down his muscular body as he finally leaned a hip against the kitchen counter and crossed his arms in front of him, stretching the material of the beautiful green sweater he was wearing.
    “I didn’t ask you to,” she answered quickly. “And I’m not apologizing for kissing you back.” She was silent for a few seconds before she ventured, “Maybe we should just try to forget that it happened. Everything has been pretty emotional since you found me.”
    “I’ll never forget it,” he told her gutturally. “Sometimes I can’t stop looking at you because I still can’t believe you’re here, that you’re really alive. I had to touch you, Ell.” He paused for a heart-stopping moment, looking like he wanted to say more about his motivations, but didn’t. Abruptly, he turned toward the refrigerator and changed the topic, his voice casual again. “Now let’s see if there’s any food in the house. I have no idea what’s here.”
    “I’m not that hungry,” Ellie protested, confused by Zane’s confession. Maybe everything still felt as surreal to him as it did to her. Maybe they just momentarily needed some kind of connection.
    “Doesn’t matter. You need to eat.” He turned around and strode back to the hallway and picked up her belongings bag from the hospital and made his way back to the hallway with the bedrooms, Ellie following behind him. He stopped in one to drop off her bag. “You can stay in here,” he instructed as he stopped at the doorway on his way out of the suite. “I’m just down the hall.” He pointed to the master bedroom with the hot springs.
    The suite he’d given her was a beautiful, enormous room with a sitting area and its own private bathroom. Ellie didn’t have much time to check it out because Zane grasped her hand and pulled her back out to the kitchen.
    She watched as he rummaged through the cupboards and rifled through the fridge. She smiled because he looked so damn adorable as he scrutinized everything, looking like he wasn’t sure what any of the packages were or what to do with them.
    “Let me guess…you don’t cook?” She crossed her arms and rested her ass against the counter.
    He turned his head and gave her a questioning look. “How did you know?”
    “Maybe because you just passed over plenty of edible items, but ignored every one of them because it requires some kind of preparation.” She moved to the refrigerator. “Move,” she insisted, bumping him out of her way with her hip.
    She inspected the contents of the freezer, noticing there wasn’t much in the fridge. “You don’t really have anything defrosted, but I could manage breakfast for dinner.” He had plenty of eggs, cheese, and some sliced ham. There were a few potatoes that looked fairly recent,