Nope, I don’t want to think anything about my baby sister and that combination of things.
“Damn, I love you too.” I laugh into the phone. “Look, we’re going up tonight. Stay in LA until I let you know we’re back.”
“Damn. Thanks. No invitation.”
“We’re leaving within the next 30 minutes.”
“What?!”
“I’ll explain when I see you next.”
“She finally there?”
“I’ll explain when I see you.” I laugh into the phone and hang up.
“Zane…” I hear Tatum call out as I look out into the bedroom.
“Shit, I’m sorry. I was going to come back downstairs to you.”
“Stop.” She laughs.
“What?”
“I’m not glass. I know you’re worried and yeah, this whole situation is fucked, but I’m not gonna break.”
I sigh, stepping in to her. “Honestly, I don’t know what to do. And I have a lot of conflicting emotions.”
She laughs. “Understandable. As do I.” She steps into me, reaching over and grabbing my hand. “Yes, I’m upset that I have to go through a divorce, that I’m in pain, and I’m fucking angry about everything else. But I’m glad that I’m here with you. Because it’s given me a little sunlight in a really fucking dark time.” She pauses, sighing again. “And I’m really sorry.” She bites her lip as she looks at me again.
“For what?”
“I just show up here. And I can’t have sex.”
It actually makes me grin when she says it.
“What?”
“You just lost our baby. I wouldn’t expect you to.” She furrows her eyebrows. “You’re going through a lot right now, and I’m just here to support you. Just because we’re here together doesn’t mean that I have to be fucking you. I mean, I really enjoy fucking you. It’s possibly my favorite thing. And I really miss fucking you, but I don’t have to.. All the time.”
“Did you say our baby?”
“What? No…” I trail, realizing my slip up.
“I’m pretty sure you did.” She whispers, stepping into me.
“Fine, I did. I didn’t mean to, but that’s how I’ve always thought of it… as ours.”
“But.”
“Shh.” I say to her. “I’ve always thought of him as mine, because he was yours, and I know that Darren’s a piece of shit. I knew that one day you would leave him and take me up on my offer. And then both of you would be mine.”
I can see the water in her eyes. “Zane.” Her voice is so small when she says it.
“Yeah.”
“Kiss me.” She shakes her head. “Not like I’m going to break. Kiss me like you haven’t seen me in months.”
Her eyes are still watering as I reach around her neck, gripping ahold of it and pulling her into me. Meeting her lips half way as I press mine to her, forcefully. Her tongue comes out, meeting mine as I taste her for the first time in months, for the first time since we left purgatory last time. Sliding my hand up into her hair, cupping her head so I can move her. I groan as her teeth pin my bottom lip between them and she giggles as she lets it go.
