back
at him. “Why?”
“Do you know what Braydon
could have done to you?” His voice was angry again. “Do I have to
watch you 24/7?”
Something in his voice
reminded me of something that had been in my brain since I had seen
him. “Why are you here?”
“I told you. I was worried.
I wanted to make sure you were okay.” He led me up the stairs. “And
don’t try and change the subject.”
“I’m not a baby. You don’t
need to check up on me.”
“I’ve been calling you all
night.”
“Oh my battery died. Stupid
phone.”
“It’s irresponsible to go
out with a dead phone battery.” Zane growled. “Especially when
going out with a guy like Braydon.”
“All Hollywood guys aren’t
bad.”
“I hope he didn’t drug
you.” He hissed. “I’ve never seen you like this before.”
“But you’ve never seen me
out.”
“I saw you last
night.”
“But I wasn’t really
drinking.” I hiccupped. “I knew I had to drive home. I don’t drink
and drive.”
“Well that’s good. I also
advise that you don’t drink when you go out on dates with shady
guys.”
“Why do you dislike
Braydon, Zane?” I asked him seriously. “Wait this is my room.” I
stopped suddenly.
“Okay, let’s get you into
bed.”
“You want me in your bed
like all the other girls, don’t you?” I winked at him.
“No I don’t.” Zane shook
his head, and I felt a wash of disappointment run through me. Even
now, when all my inhibitions were gone, Zane Beaumont didn’t want
me.
“I wouldn’t sleep with you
anyway.”
“Oh yeah?” He looked at me
with a twinkle in his eyes. “Why’s that?”
“Cos Braydon likes me and
he could be my last boyfriend.”
“Your last boyfriend?” Zane
looked confused.
“The guy I’m going to
marry, duh.” I fell onto the bed.
“You’re going to marry
Braydon?”
“I don’t know.” I yawned.
“But it’s a possibility. So that’s why I can’t sleep with
you.”
“Okay, that makes sense,”
he drawled. He stood there, awkwardly next to the bed and I grabbed
his arm and pulled him down next to me.
“You are so handsome but
you always look so serious.” I stared at him. “But you are also so
nice. You’re one of my favorite customers, you know. And you fixed
my car. But you’re a real asshole as well.”
“You sum me up so
perfectly.” He grinned and pushed me over. “If I’m going to lie on
your bed with you I need a bit more space.”
“No fair. You made my head
hurt.” I groan.
“Let me make it better.” He
kissed my forehead and brought me close to him. “How does that
feel?”
“Hmm.” I closed my eyes and
pushed my head against his chest. “So nice and cool.” I felt his
arms around me and I snuggled into him. “You are so warm and
yummy.”
“Oh Lucky.” He
sighed.
“Yes, Zane.” I purred
against him.
“You’re going to be the
undoing of me,” He whispered and held me tightly.
“I’m the best server you’ve
ever had.”
“Yes, you are.” He laughed
and I felt his hands rubbing my back as I drifted to
sleep.
Chapter 7
My head was killing me when
I woke up. I tried to stretch, but my arms hit a solid wall. I
opened my eyes slowly and yawned widely as I was still feeling
tired.
“Oh,” I exclaimed, as I
awoke to Zane’s gaze. He was staring directly into my eyes and he
had a bemused expression on his face. “What are you doing
here?”
“I think your first words
should be thank you,” He said, with a deadpan
expression.
“Thank you?” I frowned,
trying to remember what had happened the night before. And then it
all came crashing down. “Thank you? Are you joking? You frigging
embarrassed me last night. Poor Braydon. What must he be thinking
right now?”
“I hope he’s thinking that
he better not bother you any more,” Zane growled.
“What?” I squinted at him.
“He better not be thinking that. I hope he doesn’t think that we’re
hooking up.” I groaned. “Man, you may have just
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