Page 22 of Playing With His Heart

“So…”

“Yep.” She mouthed the word around a huge helping of toast she’d just shoved into her mouth.

“Glad you like it. Does this mean you’re going to move in with me?”

After Jenna finished chewing, she put her fork down and shifted her body toward him.

“It does. Actually, that’s the real reason I showed up at your apartment yesterday, to tell you I’d made the decision. I really handled that badly, I’m so sorry.”

“So, let’s just agree that we’re both sorry and move past yesterday. I, for one, would love to forget that whole incident. How about you?”

“Yes, please. So now what?” Jena didn’t wait for an answer before resuming the shoveling of her French toast into her mouth.

“You must have been hungry.”

“Might have something to do with all the energy we used up last night, and that Chinese we never ate.”

“Yeah, I put all that in the fridge this morning when I got up. If you don’t think it’s still good, I’ll just throw it out.”

“Trust me, it’s not the first time food has been left out overnight and I’m not dead yet.”

“Do I dare ask?” Zayn rose his eyebrows.

“Just that I’ve fallen asleep on the couch after a long day at work. I’m sure it’s still good.”

“So…”

“You’ve already said that once.”

“Just wondering what the next step is.”

“We should probably get dressed, then I guess I’ll finish packing the rest of my stuff. Would you like to help?” If Zayn helped, maybe they would get done quicker.

“Sure, but before all that, I have something else in mind.”

Zayn took her plate and stacked them both on the table, then knelt down over her and pulled the blanket away.

“Oh, I like where this is going.”

One kiss led to another and needless to say, not much packing got done.

Epilogue

When Jenna finally made it home from work, she pushed open the door to the apartment and the lights were all dimmed.

“Zayn? Are you home?” There was no answer.

Jenna couldn’t remember that they’d made any plans, and she hadn’t thought once about looking in the parking garage for his car. Maybe he was still at work. She hung her keys on the hook beside the door and put her bags on the floor where she took her shoes off, then headed toward the bedroom they shared.

It had been a really long day, and she was excited to soak in the big garden tub. The was empty bed’s covers folded back on themselves and there were flickers of light coming from the direction of the bathroom.

When Jenna slowly peeked around the corner, she shouldn’t have been surprised to see a full bathtub and a naked man waiting for her.

“Hi, honey. Come on in, the water’s warm.”

Zayn and Jenna had been living together going on seven months, and he still surprised her. Her old apartment building had been quickly torn down and the new townhouses were only weeks away from being once again occupied. He’d been more than generous to everyone he’d had to relocate, and they were all anxious to be moving back. Everyone but her.

She was dreading it.

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