Page 71 of Mile High Addiction

“That’s my girl.Go show him what you’re made of.”

She didn’t get a chance to.Not that night.Because once she’d undressed and brushed her teeth, she decided to call her parents.Being vague as to when she would return took more mental dexterity than she’d bargained for.Drained after the call, she pulled Zach’s pillow toward her and wrapped her arms round it.

Within minutes, she was asleep.

* * *

She woke alone the next morning.Zach’s side of the bed was cold and looked hardly slept in.

Her heart slammed with fresh panic.Tossing the sheet aside, she pulled on the T-shirt he’d discarded.Having his scent engulf her made her feel a little better, but it also brought home to her just how important Zach Savage had become to her.

Leaving the suite, she went downstairs and headed for his study.The door was ajar.She pushed it open.

He sat behind a massive roll top desk, his fingers flying over his laptop keyboard.The intensely focused look on his face made her pause.

“Morning, Peaches,” he greeted her softly without looking up.

The greeting raised her mood a notch, and she breathed a little easier than she had a minute ago.But the ache didn’t totally subside.She moved forward and sank into the seat across his desk.

“You wear reading glasses?”Heck, even they were sexy.Black, narrow square rims framed his eyes perfectly and increased his sexiness by at least another thousand degrees.

He stopped typing and looked up.Grey eyes speared hers.Seeing the familiar hunger in them gave her another tiny boost of confidence.Whatever was going on, sex was still very much a live and potent thing between them.“Why does that surprise you?”he asked.

“Because you’re inhuman everywhere else.You fuck me like you can fuck forever?—”

“I can,” he stated with no hint of arrogance.

A tingle started deep in her belly.“But you need glasses to read words on a page?”

He smiled as he plucked them off his face.But when his eyes met hers, they were intensely serious.“My eyes may not be perfect, but when you’re in my presence all I see is you, Bethany.Only you.And when it comes to you, my vision is fucking twenty-twenty.”

Jesus.

How could he say things like that to her and yet not let her in?“You were gone when I woke up.”

“You were sleeping so peacefully, I didn’t have the heart to wake you.You were tired after yesterday.I didn’t think it was fair to disturb you.”

She nodded, and her eyes flicked to his laptop.“And now I’m disturbing you.You looked so serious just now.”

“I was trying to get stuff done before you woke up.”

“Why?”

He toyed with the handles of his glasses.“Because I want to devote today to what makes you happy.”His words, like so many before, spoken without guile or adornment, stunned her.He was making her seriously fall for him.

Hell, who was she kidding?She had fallen hard.She had fallen fast, and there would be no turning back.No matter the consequences.No matter that she knew her heart would break in a billion tiny pieces in the end.

Go for broke.“The only way you can make me unhappy is if you push me away,” she said boldly.

His eyes darkened.“I’ll try and do better,” he said.

Bethany’s heart stuttered.Considering she’d expected a firm rejection, this was a step forward.It wasn’t a huge step, but it would have to do for now.“That’s all I ask.Thank you.”

He nodded, but his eyes remained solemn, watchful, as if he was expecting something else.

“What?”she asked.

“You were on the phone for a while last night.”

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