Page 44 of The One for Me
Zach looks at Sean and then me. “Are you guys . . . together?”
“No.”
“Soon,” Sean says at the same time.
Zach chuckles. “Well, that clears it up.”
Sean moves his hand up and down Simba’s neck, all the while watching me. “See, I kissed her, which scared her. Devney wants things to stay as they are, but there’s very little chance of that since I’ve decided we’re going to do it again soon.”
I gasp. “Really? You’re such an ass. Yes, we kissed, but I feltnothing, and he can’t handle that.”
“Nothing, huh?”
I cross my arms over my chest and sit up in the saddle. “Nope.”
“Then what was the second time when you were trying to climb me like a tree?”
Zach’s head turns toward me.
I’m going to kill him. “I didn’t try to climb you like a tree! I was trying to get you off me.”
“By gripping my hair and holding my lips to yours?”
I look over to where Hadley and Austin are walking their horses and then glare at him, keeping my voice low. “You’re a pig and you’re delusional.”
“I wish I had recorded this so you could see what I do,” Zach says under his breath.
Well, I sure don’t, but I can’t say that. No, I need to spin this. “Only so that Sean could see that I don’t have feelings for him, I don’t want to kiss him again, and I have no intentions of there being anything more than friendship between us. I have one more week to prove it.”
One week of not wishing I could shove him against the wall, mount him like a horse, and do dirty things to him. It’s been absolute torture so far, and it doesn’t help that Sean prances around the house naked any chance he can. But I’ve held out. I can keep doing it.
Maybe.
Sean looks to him with a raised brow as if to say: See. She’s full of shit. “I’ll go check on the kids, Shrimpy. You keep feeding yourself the bullshit you’re shoveling.”
I glare at him as he walks away whistling.
Such a gorgeous, irresistible, asshole.
I sigh and then turn back to Zach. “Sorry about that.”
He laughs. “Don’t be. You remind me a bit of me and Presley.”
“Is that the girl you mentioned before?”
He nods. “About seventeen years ago, I walked away from her. It . . . it was the biggest mistake I’d ever made. We were together since high school and so in love with each other it seemed like there was nothing that could break us. She was my best friend.”
“Sounds like Declan and Sydney,” I muse. Zach’s eyes narrow a bit. “Sorry, Declan is Sean’s brother and they were high school sweethearts . . . yada, yada, yada.”
Zach laughs softly. “You sound like my brother.”
“He seems like a good guy.”
“He is, but he feels that way when we talk about me and Presley. It’s a tale as old as time, huh? Two people who get each other and need to get their heads on straight.”
I look toward Sean. “Yeah, and sometimes they don’t.”
“The tragic stories end that way.”
