be enough to sustain her
for a lifetime, she would never know. Clearly she’d been delusional.
And
now Zane wanted to pursue this little affair for as long as it would last. V
didn’t have high hopes that it was going to last all that long because hell,
sex was sex. She might not have many compelling offers, but she knew, for a
fact, the Walker brothers didn’t spend many nights alone. The idea of Zane
attempting to change her mind about this being anything more was preposterous.
But she had to admit, she was looking forward to him trying.
Ok,
so maybe she had a change of heart – it was more like a real slight shift
actually – somewhere in the dark of night when she was lying awake, fearful of
every single noise she heard, every creak of her house, every brush of the tree
branches outside her window against the screen. At that point, V had been
willing to run to Zane if she thought it would do her any good. Sure, she was nervous,
timid even, but this was Zane Walker and she was undeniably affected by him.
Granted,
yesterday could’ve been a fluke as far as she was concerned. Hell, Zane hadn’t
been out of the hospital for two hours before she’d been competently persuaded
to give in to him. The man made her physically ache with his nearness.
Considering he hadn’t had sex in three months, she could almost believe that
she’d just been an easy way for him to rectify his celibate slump. Except V didn’t believe that. She wouldn’t have had sex with him if she had either.
For
the better part of the morning, V had been satisfied just thinking about what
happened between them last night. Now that the day was dwindling on, V was a
little disappointed that she hadn’t heard from him yet. But not enough for her
to try and reach out to him. There was still time left, so she held out hope.
Yes, that dreaded word that she shied away from was right there lingering at
the edge of her periphery.
He
probably was elbow-deep in an engine somewhere and totally oblivious to the time.
That’s what Zane did. He gave one hundred and fifty percent to everything he
did and everything else fell to the wayside except what he was working on.
Since she’d been privy to his undivided attention a time or two, V couldn’t
complain.
“Smiling,
huh?” Zoey stood just a few feet away staring down at her while V mindlessly
scrubbed. “I know it’s not the job that’s making you light up like that. Must
be Zane.”
Zoey
turned and walked off; successfully dodging the dry cloth V threw at her. She
had to agree with Zoey though. She hadn’t been smiling much lately, and that
was mostly because she still couldn’t get over what had happened to Zane that
day.
Just
last night, when she went home after leaving his house, she’d sat in her car
for a good fifteen minutes before she managed to walk to her front porch. She
wasn’t quite sure what was wrong with her, but whatever it was, it scared her
senseless.
When
she was finally finished with the bathroom and she had vacuumed the master
bedroom carpet, V met Zoey in the kitchen to find the woman on the phone,
looking all googly-eyed and dreamy.
V
didn’t need to eavesdrop on the conversation to know Zoey was talking to Kaleb.
She wasn’t sure how either of them managed to get anything done during the day
with as many times as they stopped to talk on the phone. They’d been together
for several months now, and yet they still acted like the relationship was new
for both of them. It was cute. And a little nauseating at times.
V
felt absolutely no ill will toward the couple though. She was more than happy
for her friend and the fact that she had finally found what she’d deserved from
the beginning. Kaleb Walker was one of the finest men V had ever known, and his
love for Zoey was apparent. It had been for a long, long time, although both
Zoey and Kaleb had been oblivious to it. Most of the people who knew them had
seen it, but the two of them had denied their physical attraction
for a lifetime, she would never know. Clearly she’d been delusional.
And
now Zane wanted to pursue this little affair for as long as it would last. V
didn’t have high hopes that it was going to last all that long because hell,
sex was sex. She might not have many compelling offers, but she knew, for a
fact, the Walker brothers didn’t spend many nights alone. The idea of Zane
attempting to change her mind about this being anything more was preposterous.
But she had to admit, she was looking forward to him trying.
Ok,
so maybe she had a change of heart – it was more like a real slight shift
actually – somewhere in the dark of night when she was lying awake, fearful of
every single noise she heard, every creak of her house, every brush of the tree
branches outside her window against the screen. At that point, V had been
willing to run to Zane if she thought it would do her any good. Sure, she was nervous,
timid even, but this was Zane Walker and she was undeniably affected by him.
Granted,
yesterday could’ve been a fluke as far as she was concerned. Hell, Zane hadn’t
been out of the hospital for two hours before she’d been competently persuaded
to give in to him. The man made her physically ache with his nearness.
Considering he hadn’t had sex in three months, she could almost believe that
she’d just been an easy way for him to rectify his celibate slump. Except V didn’t believe that. She wouldn’t have had sex with him if she had either.
For
the better part of the morning, V had been satisfied just thinking about what
happened between them last night. Now that the day was dwindling on, V was a
little disappointed that she hadn’t heard from him yet. But not enough for her
to try and reach out to him. There was still time left, so she held out hope.
Yes, that dreaded word that she shied away from was right there lingering at
the edge of her periphery.
He
probably was elbow-deep in an engine somewhere and totally oblivious to the time.
That’s what Zane did. He gave one hundred and fifty percent to everything he
did and everything else fell to the wayside except what he was working on.
Since she’d been privy to his undivided attention a time or two, V couldn’t
complain.
“Smiling,
huh?” Zoey stood just a few feet away staring down at her while V mindlessly
scrubbed. “I know it’s not the job that’s making you light up like that. Must
be Zane.”
Zoey
turned and walked off; successfully dodging the dry cloth V threw at her. She
had to agree with Zoey though. She hadn’t been smiling much lately, and that
was mostly because she still couldn’t get over what had happened to Zane that
day.
Just
last night, when she went home after leaving his house, she’d sat in her car
for a good fifteen minutes before she managed to walk to her front porch. She
wasn’t quite sure what was wrong with her, but whatever it was, it scared her
senseless.
When
she was finally finished with the bathroom and she had vacuumed the master
bedroom carpet, V met Zoey in the kitchen to find the woman on the phone,
looking all googly-eyed and dreamy.
V
didn’t need to eavesdrop on the conversation to know Zoey was talking to Kaleb.
She wasn’t sure how either of them managed to get anything done during the day
with as many times as they stopped to talk on the phone. They’d been together
for several months now, and yet they still acted like the relationship was new
for both of them. It was cute. And a little nauseating at times.
V
felt absolutely no ill will toward the couple though. She was more than happy
for her friend and the fact that she had finally found what she’d deserved from
the beginning. Kaleb Walker was one of the finest men V had ever known, and his
love for Zoey was apparent. It had been for a long, long time, although both
Zoey and Kaleb had been oblivious to it. Most of the people who knew them had
seen it, but the two of them had denied their physical attraction
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