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“Oh he does. There’s nothing he wouldn’t do for her.” Coming back, his hands slid onto her waist. “Just like there’s nothing I wouldn’t do for you.”

They were leagues behind Roxie and Zairn when it came to spending time together and getting to know each other. A lot of the past, to some degree, had been covered during their lunch and dinner dates before the truth came out and her world exploded.

These last few days, the last couple of weeks, they’d been in each other’s worlds every day. Sometimes certainty wasn’t grounded in reality, sometimes it came from within, and people just had to trust it. Theirs wasn’t like that, her certainty wasn’t only rooted in their attraction, or what she wanted it to be, they’d lived it. She’d seen him in adversity, seen him face anger and upset, all that did was strengthen her need to be with him.

She spoke about Roxie being a good person and Zairn needing to understand he had a duty to protect her. That duty existed there too, between her and Zane. He’d promised to protect her, had prioritized her, but it wasn’t just about her.

“Have you ever thought about it?”

“Protecting you?”

She laughed and rested her hands on his chest. “Kids.”

If they were truly doing this, it was an important thing to know. What would their future be?

“Not seriously thought about it. Do you want to have children?”

A knock at the door interrupted the moment. Damnit, she should’ve known better than to start something they didn’t have time to finish. No, they did have time, just not right then.

“That’ll be Alessia.”

Pulling him down for a kiss, she wiped the smudge of gloss from his lips and took his hand to lead him to the door. Lead him? Well, kinda… It wasn’t exactly easy to be the driving force. She couldn’t move fast, short steps were easier. As he had at many other points, Zane became her pillar of balance. She was still getting used to the rhythm of walking in her new footwear.

And, while struggling with that difficulty, she figured out why he’d insisted she invite Alessia to the suite to eat.

Eventually, they made it, and just as she thought, Alessia was on the threshold.

“Oh, hey!” Alessia said, bouncing on the spot. “Zane Dyce.”

“Zane is fine,” he said to her sister, then dipped to kiss her. “Call if you need anything, Wanderer.”

She nodded and he slipped out as Alessia came in.

“He’s not joining us?”

She closed the door. “He has his own thing tonight.”

“Is anyone else here?”

Her voice was further away than expected. In fact, her sister wasn’t even in the room anymore.

“Less? Where did you—”

Alessia peeked out of the bedroom. “I just want to look around. I’ve never been in a suite this big before.”

“There’s more than one bedroom.”

“Is this your bedroom?”

“Yes,” she said, hobbling her way.

“Oh my God! What happened to your foot?”

Was she only just noticing the boot? Didn’t go with her dress, it had to stick out as noticeable. Maybe all the trappings of glamour disguised it.

“It’s a long story and not a big deal.”

Going to her sister, she still didn’t feel exactly steady, but that was normal… or so Zane said. Like he’d know, he’d never broken a bone in his life.

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