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She waved off my words. “Don’t apologize if you don’t mean it. I’m a big girl and I can take it if someone doesn’t like me.”
“I don’t dislike you.”
She snorted. “Then you do one heck of an impression of a man who doesn’t like me.” She shook her head, still disgusted with me. “Go back inside, Drew. Hang out with your friends.”
“You’re not going to accept my apology.”
“No,” she barked back. “Because I don’t think you are sorry. I think you’re worried that it was a bad look for you, which I assure you, it was.”
“Don’t think you know anything about me.”
She tossed her head back and laughed. “You’re about as easy to read as a thirteen year old boy, Drew.”
The smile on her face was the only thing I could see because her bottom lip was just a little plumper than the top and the effect was an even brighter smile. She’s beautiful. I hated that I could be so attracted to a woman who wasn’t Sarah. A woman who challenged me the way she would have, and had plenty of times. It was damned frustrating.
“I don’t care that you don’t like me. I can handle that. What I can’t handle is how you’re determined to just let my career stall out by wasting two years being your glorified intern. That, pisses me off.”
When she was fired up, she was even more beautiful. Fire lightened her brown eyes and her nostrils flared just a little, triggering memories of the way she looked when she rode me.
“I’m doing what I can to make this work. If you don’t like that,” she poked me in the chest. “I don’t give a damn.” She shouldn’t have gasped when I grabbed her finger. The sound of that gasp went straight to my cock. “Drew.”
Did she have to say my name so erotically? The sound of it falling from her lips went to my head. That was the only explanation for why I pulled her flush against me and cupped her ass. “Say it again.”
“No,” she sighed. “Drew.” A mischievous smile lit her face and the last bit of control I had snapped.
My lips attacked hers, kissing her mouth because it had been too long. Kissing her because it was the only thing I thought about since she came to town. It was all I thought about when I saw her around the hospital, with my sister, any time, day or night. Her mouth, the shape of it, the feel of it against my lips, my flesh, the taste of it, was all I thought about. And I was tired of thinking about her mouth, of fantasizing about it.
Zola resisted but only for a moment before she surrendered, melting against me as we stood just blocks away from The Outpost, kissing like long lost lovers. Like two people who were in love, who missed the touch and the taste of another person.
It was a heady experience. Zola tasted like sugar and bourbon, which was a special kind of torture. I deepened the kiss and she moaned into my mouth, pressed up against me. Tight against me. Her tongue teased mine for a few hot moments before she pulled back and let out a disappointed sigh. “Good night, Drew.”
I should have been upset that she’d been the one to pull back, to put a stop to the madness. That she’d been the one to walk away. I should have felt all those things, but I didn’t. I felt hungry for more and I found my lips spread into a smile as I watched Zola run from me. From whatever this craziness was between us.
Zola
What in the hell had I been thinking, kissing Drew like that? He was the devil. He was the enemy. The enemy didn’t kiss like that, didn’t curl his tongue in my mouth as if he knew the layout, had memorized it. “Dammit!” It had been a few days since that scorching hot kiss, right there on a public sidewalk like a couple of horny teenagers, and still, I couldn’t shake the images. I couldn’t stop thinking about the way his touch ignited a fire deep in my belly.
Not even two surgeries could stop the memories from flooding my mind. Not the joy from two successful outcomes. Not the thrill of taking control of my future. None of it dulled the sharpness of those images.
No. This isn’t happening, because I won’t let it happen. There is a reason I’m here in Jackson’s Ridge and that reason has nothing to do with a blue eyed doctor who kisses like a professional.
I just started to find my footing at JRMC and I couldn’t let myself get sidetracked by Drew. And that’s when I knew, it was all part of his plan. He wanted to turn me on, to have a repeat of that night all those months ago, because he wanted to get rid of me.
