smile on her face, turned to greet the
sweat-covered passenger.
“Hello,
Zand.”
Zand
only smiled as he turned to face Alex more fully.
“You
didn’t answer my question.”
Alex
couldn’t get passed Zand’s smile. She watched as those luscious lips
formed words, but the pounding of her heart prevented anything from being
heard. She licked suddenly dry lips and struggled to maintain any sense
of decorum.
In
her sleep-deprived state, Alex was quickly falling victim to Zand’s unusual
looks and charm. An image suddenly flashed through her mind of a crying
teenager being consoled by her mother. Her Gran had been buried that day
and still no comforting word from Zand. Her mother had set her own
grieving aside to placate her daughter.
Alex
felt a renewed sense of anger and her body awoke to the task at hand. She
wasn’t there to fall under the spell of Zand’s womanizing ways. She
wanted answers to the questions that had plagued her teenage mind for years
until adulthood had allowed her to shove the memory deep inside. It had
surfaced a few times in the past when she would hear Zand’s name, but she had
become quite adept at shoving it right back in.
“I
came to see you,” Alex went straight to the point. She was not going to
let Zand sway her like he did on the dance floor. “I saw Jennifer last
night, or rather, this morning.”
Zand
frowned at this news. “ My sister, Jennifer? I didn’t know
that you two had met,” Zand was trying to process that information.
“I’ve
used her bakery for my business. I didn’t know until recently that she
was your sister.”
Alex
saw the questions in Zand’s eyes and before he could barrage her with them, she
smoothly continued, “Not important at the moment, Zand. Another story for
another time. I went to see Jennifer not long after I left the club, but
I didn’t go in. Let’s just say I was sidetracked.”
Zand’s
eyes narrowed at the mention of the club. “I wondered what happened to
you. I thought that you were just going to the ladies’ room.
Anything you want to say?”
Alex
stared at Zand. Was he that arrogant? “Such as?”
Zand
took another drink from his water bottle and wiped his brow with the
towel. “Oh, I don’t know, Alex, maybe an apology for standing me up?”
Alex
felt the fury rise within her. She calmly reached past Zand and pushed
the open door button. She took a couple of deep breaths, trying to stay
calm, as she watched the door slowly slide apart.
The
last thing she wanted was to lose her temper and let loose twelve years of
pent-up fury. It wouldn’t get her answers and that was what she
wanted. What she came here for.
Nothing
more and nothing less.
CHAPTER TWENTY-NINE
She
glared at Zand and exited through the lift doors with Zand close on her
heels. Alex allowed Zand to access the entry door and without waiting for
an invitation, followed him inside. The suite was luxurious, but Alex was
not in the mood to notice. She had been here before with Gaddy, anyway.
Zand
paused in the foyer to place his key on a table and dab at his face with the
end of his towel before putting it around his neck. He glanced at Alex as
she stood there, silently watching his movements.
“Well?”
Zand pressed.
One
minute Alex was staring at Zand, and the next, she had him pinned against the
side wall. Alex hadn’t realized her intentions until she looked into
Zand’s shocked face. Her sleep-deprived brain was a slow step behind her
body’s movements. Her hands, she realized, held Zand’s arms against the
wall. She felt herself lean forward and her lips grazed Zand’s.
The
moan she heard spurred her on and she pressed her body fully into Zand’s as she
deepened the kiss.
Zand
didn’t hesitate for a second as he willingly responded to Alex’s kiss. He
had waited years for this to happen and last night’s version had not left him
satisfied.
As
he tried to move an
sweat-covered passenger.
“Hello,
Zand.”
Zand
only smiled as he turned to face Alex more fully.
“You
didn’t answer my question.”
Alex
couldn’t get passed Zand’s smile. She watched as those luscious lips
formed words, but the pounding of her heart prevented anything from being
heard. She licked suddenly dry lips and struggled to maintain any sense
of decorum.
In
her sleep-deprived state, Alex was quickly falling victim to Zand’s unusual
looks and charm. An image suddenly flashed through her mind of a crying
teenager being consoled by her mother. Her Gran had been buried that day
and still no comforting word from Zand. Her mother had set her own
grieving aside to placate her daughter.
Alex
felt a renewed sense of anger and her body awoke to the task at hand. She
wasn’t there to fall under the spell of Zand’s womanizing ways. She
wanted answers to the questions that had plagued her teenage mind for years
until adulthood had allowed her to shove the memory deep inside. It had
surfaced a few times in the past when she would hear Zand’s name, but she had
become quite adept at shoving it right back in.
“I
came to see you,” Alex went straight to the point. She was not going to
let Zand sway her like he did on the dance floor. “I saw Jennifer last
night, or rather, this morning.”
Zand
frowned at this news. “ My sister, Jennifer? I didn’t know
that you two had met,” Zand was trying to process that information.
“I’ve
used her bakery for my business. I didn’t know until recently that she
was your sister.”
Alex
saw the questions in Zand’s eyes and before he could barrage her with them, she
smoothly continued, “Not important at the moment, Zand. Another story for
another time. I went to see Jennifer not long after I left the club, but
I didn’t go in. Let’s just say I was sidetracked.”
Zand’s
eyes narrowed at the mention of the club. “I wondered what happened to
you. I thought that you were just going to the ladies’ room.
Anything you want to say?”
Alex
stared at Zand. Was he that arrogant? “Such as?”
Zand
took another drink from his water bottle and wiped his brow with the
towel. “Oh, I don’t know, Alex, maybe an apology for standing me up?”
Alex
felt the fury rise within her. She calmly reached past Zand and pushed
the open door button. She took a couple of deep breaths, trying to stay
calm, as she watched the door slowly slide apart.
The
last thing she wanted was to lose her temper and let loose twelve years of
pent-up fury. It wouldn’t get her answers and that was what she
wanted. What she came here for.
Nothing
more and nothing less.
CHAPTER TWENTY-NINE
She
glared at Zand and exited through the lift doors with Zand close on her
heels. Alex allowed Zand to access the entry door and without waiting for
an invitation, followed him inside. The suite was luxurious, but Alex was
not in the mood to notice. She had been here before with Gaddy, anyway.
Zand
paused in the foyer to place his key on a table and dab at his face with the
end of his towel before putting it around his neck. He glanced at Alex as
she stood there, silently watching his movements.
“Well?”
Zand pressed.
One
minute Alex was staring at Zand, and the next, she had him pinned against the
side wall. Alex hadn’t realized her intentions until she looked into
Zand’s shocked face. Her sleep-deprived brain was a slow step behind her
body’s movements. Her hands, she realized, held Zand’s arms against the
wall. She felt herself lean forward and her lips grazed Zand’s.
The
moan she heard spurred her on and she pressed her body fully into Zand’s as she
deepened the kiss.
Zand
didn’t hesitate for a second as he willingly responded to Alex’s kiss. He
had waited years for this to happen and last night’s version had not left him
satisfied.
As
he tried to move an
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