Blair: You’re definitely good at something. In fact, I’m sore from how good you are
Zane: Dammit, B. How the hell am I supposed to concentrate now that I’m thinking about making you come? When can we do it again?
I smile but my heart flickers uncomfortably in my chest. This has to be a dream. Tomorrow I’m going to wake up and realize I imagined it all. Or worse, I’m going to discover she doesn’t feel the same way I do.
Blair: I’m not sure that’s a good idea. I need time to think
Fuck. There it is. My stomach knots until I remember that deep down, she’s still the same Blair. I know her better than anyone ever has, including her asshole ex. And she knows me.
If I was a nice guy, I’d probably agree with her. They just broke up and she’s trying to figure her life out. But, I’m not a nice guy. Blair’s joked about that herself. I’m selfish, and now that she’s back in my orbit, I’m not letting her go. Not again.
Zane: On the contrary… It’s a great idea and you know it
You better be ready, B. I’m coming for you.
CHAPTER THIRTY-SEVEN
Blair
Iread Zane’s latest message and let out a strangled laugh before pocketing my phone. I wish he was wrong but he’s not. I’d love nothing more than to have him touching me again, but that’s exactly why I shouldn’t.
If he’d stayed, I have no doubt I would have taken things further, but he left and unfortunately that gave me time to think.
It turns out thinking is dangerous, especially when it comes to Zane. I don’twantto want him like I do, because that’s a ticket to heartache, and I don’t think I have the strength to go through that again.
We’ve been here before, and while I’m certain it’d be different this time around, we’d still have to hide it initially. I just ended a four-year relationship. With another football player. The last thing Zane needs is more media attention when he’s been through so much.
And Nathan doesn’t deserve that. We may have ended things between us, but I’m not a bitch. Just because I don’t feel the same anymore, doesn’t mean I want to force him into thespotlight for all the wrong reasons. He’s only starting to find his footing here.
Speaking of footing, I’m yet to find my own. Entering into a scandal is not the best way to start.
Giving myself a moment to formulate a convincing argument for Zane—one that he’ll actually listen to—I watch a movie with Jenna, while Cade catches up with a college buddy that moved here last year.
I only make it halfway through the steamy rom-com when my frustrations take over. “Ugh. Why are these movies never realistic?”Why can’t I have a love like that?
“Because real life sucks. For most people. I’m actually enjoying mine.” Jenna smirks to herself, and I’ve got to admit her bubbly nature is infectious.
“Who’s got you smiling like that?”
“Two people, actually.”
“Oh, yeah?”
“One you’re not going to love.”
“That’s where you’re wrong. Unlike my darling brother, I don’t care what he does with his personal life, unless of course, he screws you over.”
“You knew?” She frowns.
“I guessed.” It became obvious when it took forty minutes to kill the spider that Jenna was lying about. And the faint groans didn’t help their cause.
“Well, it’s only casual. He can’t screw me over. No feelings, no pain.”
“Works in theory.”
“It hasn’t failed me yet.”
“I hope it never does. Who’s number two?”
