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I needed another drink for that conversation. “Life happened. That’s all.”
“Ava—”
I looked away, taking a long draw from the drink now. The burn was getting less and less. Thoughts were starting to come in, piling in, but the basic bottom line was: what was I doing? Moving into this giant house? Sleeping with my roommate? He was not in my league. He was so far out of it, skyrocketing out of it, and I knew, even though I’d been fooling myself out in the party, that there would be actual mean girls coming in at some point. Kit. There were others. There had to be. For Zeke to be who Zeke was, of course there’d be bitchy women coming into our lives. My new life? And they’d be there, looking down at me, because who were we all kidding here? I was the help.
I’d be more comfortable being hired to either tend bar at this party or be waitstaff.
A hard laugh rippled up my throat. “What are we doing here?”
“Oh Jesus. Are you serious?” he bit out.
I did a double take, not expecting that from him, and seeing my look, he leaned forward. His own face was hard. “Is this the part of our story where you realize you’re poor and I’m not and you decide this is going to go nowhere so you should move right back out?”
His words pierced me, but there was some truth in them. “It would make sense. Yeah…”
He cursed. “Fucking please.” He stood up, going back into the room and added to his drink.
“You’re mad? At me?”
He didn’t answer, but his eyes were trained right on me as he came back outside, sitting down in the chair beside me.
I asked, “Is this our first fight?” I was in the twilight zone. We’d only fucked twi—more than twice, more than three, four actually, but this was happening too fast. Way too fast. I should’ve known. I began to stand up.
“Where are you going?”
“Leaving. You’re right. I shouldn’t be here.”
His eyes were angry, blazing. “I didn’t say that. I said that’s whatyouwere going to say.”
I couldn’t deny that. “It’s true. I mean, what is this? What are we doing? I didn’t even ask about rent. I have no idea if I can pay for it.”
“You really think I’d make you pay me rent?”
I flushed. “You better! I’m not a freeloader. I haveneverbeen one.”
“Maybe that’s part of the problem.”
I fell silent. My whole insides were twisted up. “What does that mean?”
He half-glared at me, taking a pull from his drink.
“Zeke. What does that mean?”
He still didn’t answer, taking another draw from his drink. Still glowering too.
“Zeke Allen, answer me right now.” I would’ve folded my arms over my chest if I didn’t have a drink, so I folded one arm across my chest and tried to look intimidating.
“I want you with me, and I’ll keep saying it as many times as you need me to hear it.” He sighed. “You look at me like that, and all I’m thinking is how I want to throw you on the bed, peel off your pants, and sink so far inside of you that you forget everything we were just talking about.”
My body got insta-hot. Like, heated to boiling hot.
And, well, damn.
“What?” I could only mutter, feeling the throb burst deep inside for him.
He saw it. He did. He knew the effect he had on me, and just like that, the whole feel of the conversation turned. It took a one-eighty, and he was giving me a wolfish look, one that had my toes curling, and I could only let out a shaky sigh because I knew he was two seconds away from doing just what he said he wanted to do.
I was going to let him, because as he finished his drink, set the glass aside, and started for me, I knew without a doubt that Zeke Allen had buried himself deep inside of me and I had no idea what to do about it. He stepped to me, his hand moving around my neck, cradling the back of my head, he must’ve hit a button because privacy slides were rolling down over his windows, and I groaned right before his mouth fell on mine.
