We jump, looking over at the door as it opens.
“Blair.” I breathe out a sigh of relief as her eyes widen and she steps into the room, shutting the door. “It’s fine, it’s my sister.”
She just stands inside the room, leaning against the door, just blinking at the scene she just walked in to.
Zane turns back around shaking his head and grinning, wide at me as he bends over, grabbing his jeans and stepping into them.
“What?”
“Oh, nothing.” He pulls them up, standing up and shaking his head. “You wanted to get caught.”
“What? No!” I exclaim.
“Really, so you just fucked me in here with the door unlocked?”
Well, if I was being honest, I’m not sure if I wanted to or not.
Blair finally shakes her head as if she’s finally piecing together what was just happening as Zane sits down on the chair and starts putting on his boots.
“You must be Zane.”
He gasps as he looks over at me. “You told your sister about me.”
I can’t help but roll my eyes at him.
“Yes, nice to meet you Blair.” He laughs, reaching over and shaking her hand before he pulls on his other boot. Grabbing his shirt off of the ground and I watch my sister check him out as he stands up, reaching up and pulling it over his head.
I smack her as I glare at her and she mouths what? Back at me. Zane catches part of our interaction as he tilts his head, reaching over and grabbing his kutte and slipping his arms inside.
“I should go.” He sighs as he looks up at us again. “Again, good to meet you, Blair. Tatum.” He says nothing to me, because we both know he doesn’t need to. We both know what we want to say. After a moment, he nods his head and turns, walking back over to the patio door.
Go!Blair nods towards Zane as his hand comes down onto the door handle.
“Wait.” I walk over to where he is, and I can hear the swoosh of my dress as I walk. He halts as soon as he hears me and turns to look at me. Standing up on my toes, I press my lips to his once more and his left hand comes down to my waist as he pulls me into him. His right hand cupping my cheek as he kisses me one last time.
He pulls back as he looks down at me again. Our eyes lock and we both sigh out, pain radiating through both of us. “I know.” He whispers to me. “Now, go marry your first husband.” He says. He pushes the door open, looks around before he’s moving across the grass, and disappears into the tree line.
“What the fuck?” Blair shouts as she says it.
“Shhh.” I hush her. “Nothing happened.”
“You’re a goddamn lair. He was still naked when I walked in. Why was he here?”
“I don’t know. I was putting on my dress and he was suddenly here, zipping it up for me.”
“And then you fucked your biker boyfriend in your dress wedding?”
“No.” I pause. “I took it off first.”
“You whore.” She laughs loudly as she falls down into the chair. “I mean, I see why you fucked him, but it’s still kind of a grey area. And if Darren finds out.”
“He won’t.” I look at her, cutting my eyes.
“I’m not saying shit. That will go to the grave with me.” She laughs before looking over at me again. “How many abs does he have?”
I just roll my eyes at her.
“So, are you also going to fuck your husband tonight?”
