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Zane had a special mission to accomplish. No one could find out that he's undercover. No one. But with those hazel eyes and her smart mouth he couldn't stay away from her. She was making him feel things he never knew it was pos...
"Sometimes the smallest step in the right direction ends up being the biggest step of your life. Tiptoe if you must, but take a step."
Naeem Callaway
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"Alright, let me give you a tour," Zane said while grabbing my hand.
We both knew that he didn't have to hold my hand for me to move. I was capable of that. But to tell the truth I didn't want to let go either. The warmth radiating from his hand was a nice feeling.
The kitchen was as luxurious as the living room. With the same combination of colors, grey, black and white. I loved it.
"You don't cook much here do you?" I said in a mocking tone.
"Never used it" He shrugged.
"Now that's a pity. You have this beauty here and you haven't even touched it".
If I had that kitchen I would cook all day, especially pastries. It was a hobby of mine that unfortunately, I had to let go because you don't get a kitchen in a motel.
"Yeah, she won't let me. Trust me I wouldn't get my hands off her" He cleared his throat and dragged me to the rest of the apartment.
That comment...Was he referring to me? Am I reading too much into this? I'm not good at flirting. I'm terrible but I've seen and read enough to know when someone does it. And boy Zane is a true expert, that if my judgment is correct.
That makes me think about how experienced he must be with girls. He's gorgeous. Of course, he's dated a lot of women. But what kind of man is he? The kind of that uses and throws away or the honest and committed one.
And most importantly? Would he accept that side of me? The ugly me?
"You're thinking a lot again Angel," He said putting a finger in between my brows to make my features relax.
"Sorry, I tend to do that a lot" I admitted shyly.
"As long as you think about me and not anything else, I don't mind" Zane joked and gave me a wink.
I couldn't stop myself from laughing. He always knows how to make me laugh. Not that I complain.
Despite his bold and continuous flirting, I have a good time when I'm with him. I forget about my messed-up life. I forget about my mother, my father, or my sister.
Zane showed me my room and I gasped in surprise. The place really looks like it has been taken from a magazine. It had grey walls and a big king-sized bed in the center. Fancy and modern.
"Gosh, this is gorgeous! Can I stay here forever?"
"If you like this then I bet you'll love my house in Canada," Zane said chuckling at my excitement.
"Is that an invitation Mr. Wilder?" I give him a smirk.
"I'm taking you with me when this is over" He replies with a wink.
