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As I round the corner to my room, I find Zach standing in the hallway. His eyes widen in surprise when he sees me, and I stop short, suddenly self-conscious of the fact that I’m still wearing last night’s dress and heels.
“Hey,” he says, his gaze lingering on me as he turns to face me fully.
“Hey.” I try hastily to fix the messy bun I threw my hair up into last night while I was cooking. Then I continue walking, approaching him slowly as I make my way toward my room.
“Did you… spend the night with Luke, then?” he asks, a hint of jealousy tinging his voice. But when I meet his eyes, he smiles apologetically as if he knows he has no right to be upset.
“No,” I answer quickly. “I was actually up all night baking.” I laugh breathlessly, my embarrassment apparent in the sound.
Zach raises an eyebrow, a smirk playing on his lips. “You must be a passionate cook to be so fully immersed in it.”
I blush, not sure how to respond.What does he mean by that?Before I can ask, he reaches out and wipes a bit of frosting off my cheek with his finger. The touch is surprisingly intimate, sending shivers down my spine. And suddenly, the hallway feels twenty degrees warmer.
Zach looks at the frosting on his finger then smirks. “Mind if I have a taste?” he asks playfully. Then he puts the frosting-covered digit pointedly in his mouth, his eyes never leaving mine.
A fire ignites within me, a warmth that I hadn’t expected. The chemistry between us is palpable, and it amazes me that I could have such strong feelings for Zach when I’ve had a crush on Cilian for so long.
“Wow,” he says, licking his lips. “You’ve got some serious talent.”
From his tone, I’m not entirely sure he’s talking about the frosting, but it doesn’t take long to find out. Before I can think up a response, Zach leans in and kisses me.
Though I don’t like comparing them, I can’t help it as my mind starts to connect the dots, and as I think about the kiss I shared with Cilian last night, I’m surprised to find that my chemistry with Zach is just as strong.
The world around us starts to fade as he captures me in his embrace, and for a moment, it’s just him and me. I melt into him, forgetting everything else that’s turned my life on its head lately. It’s as if time stands still and all that matters is the warmth of his lips against mine.
When we finally pull away, I’m breathless. Zach looks at me with a newfound intensity, and I realize that something has shifted between us. It’s not just a kiss. It’s a spark I hadn’t anticipated.
A comfortable silence lingers between us as I stare up into his dark, fathomless eyes, and I can’t help but feel a sense of ease.If I’m going to have a baby, shouldn’t I be looking for stability, dependability in a man? Especially when there’s such a strong attraction between us?
At the very least, I should give it a chance.
Zach seems to read the decision in my face, and as I rise up onto my toes, wrapping my arms around his neck, he turns me, pressing my back up against the door to my room, trapping me there in a dangerously sexy way.
Then his lips cover mine once more, his tongue stroking between my teeth to taste me.
A soft moan escapes my lips, vanishing into his mouth, and I reach behind me for the door handle, ready to take this somewhere a little more private. Following me into the room, Zach keeps his arms wrapped snugly around my waist, his strong, lean body curving against mine as he holds me close.
It feels shockingly good to be held by him, a pleasant surprise that quickly makes my feelings for him intensify. Zach is the safe choice, the man I know not only wants to be a father but isgoodat it. He’s the one I could objectively choose as the right choice.
But realizing that there might be something more between us—that he might just know how to own my desire too? Maybe I’ve just been overthinking things because I don’t see how any girl could say no to a man who kisses like this.
The door closes behind us with a sharp bang, and like the gun announcing the start of a race, that seems to be Zach’s sign. His hands travel down my back to cup my ass, and his long fingers splay over the flesh, grabbing large handfuls as he massages it appreciatively.
Heat pools in my belly at the way he touches me, his confidence silent and iron-clad. In it is the promise of my satisfaction and the fact that he knows exactly how to give it to me.
How can a single dad be this intoxicatingly sexy?
I gasp as his hands travel lower to grasp my thighs. And then he hoists me up, wrapping my legs around his hips as he turns toward the long dresser that stands beside my door. My dress rides up, exposing my thighs as he sets me down on the edge of the light wood. His hips press against it, resting between my legs as he keeps me close.
“God, I want you, Mia,” he rasps, his voice throaty and low.
“I want you too,” I breathe, my heart hammering to escape the cage of my ribs.
Cilian, I knew I wanted. And having him all to myself had been something I’d dreamed about more times than I can count.But Zach?He’s caught me completely by surprise. I’m blindsided by the desperate need to feel him inside me. And more so by the fact that I’m glad we’re here alone.
The way he kisses me says he knows exactly how I feel, and as his fingers slip beneath the hem of my dress, slowly pushing it up over my hips, I’m not about to stop him.
He takes his time, despite the agonizing impatience in his kiss, and the tension builds between us until I think I might explode with overwhelming desire. I lift my arms as he drags my dress up my body, exposing my flesh inch by inch.
