Never Underestimate Destiny

Part 5

Zan slung himself across the sofa and switched on the TV but he really didn't see the program. His mind was too full of his time with Liz.

She'd tried to pretend like she wasn't curious, but he'd seen her looking at him. And he'd been able to watch her as much as he wanted.

Her hair had been pulled back in a ponytail that bounced around her shoulders as she walked and exposed her delicate, kissable neck. He'd seen the way her lips parted nervously when she was searching for something to say, and how soft color had spread across her cheeks when she was embarrassed. He now knew that she had a sprinkling of freckles across her nose, and her eyes were even a darker brown than he'd thought.

Even though she'd been wearing that silly uniform, she'd somehow made it look incredibly sexy. It showed off her slim figure, pert breasts and fantastic legs. The skirt was so short that he was tempted to reach out and touch the soft skin of her thigh when she'd been standing next to him taking his order. And he couldn't help noticing that it was only fastened together with a few snaps, making him think that one good jerk of his hands would leave it in a pool around her feet.

Shit he wanted her. He'd had the overwhelming urge to take her in his arms, push the silvery antenna off her head and kiss her senseless.

He'd been searching for reasons to spend time with her, and unexpectedly the perfect one had just fallen into his lap. He'd had no idea how she had gotten involved with the aliens, but the fact that she was developing powers made getting to know her much easier.

She would need to be trained in controlling her powers and he'd jumped at the chance to do it. He'd even bullied her into coming with him tomorrow.

A smile crossed his lips as he thought of her again.

She'd been surprised to see him, and nervous, but she'd trusted him and had opened up to him willingly.

He'd stayed over an hour, talking to her, and she had sat with him the whole time, even past when her shift ended. She had asked him about his life in New York, and how the training session that morning had gone.

Wanting to know everything, he asked her all about her life and school.

And he'd even had the chance to touch her hand.

He was almost positive that she didn't realize he'd done it, but he could still feel the silky texture of her skin against his fingers. And it made him impatient for more.

He knew he had to take things slowly, but he couldn't wait for their time together tomorrow.

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And while Zan was thinking about Liz, she was thinking about him, but the direction of her thoughts were completely different.

She sat in her room, near the window and looked out into the night as she slowly pulled a brush through her hair.

The meeting with Zan had been so unexpected but it left a lasting impression. She couldn't believe she was developing powers. It's true she'd felt different in the last year, but she'd simply figured it was normal teenage stuff, mostly. Now she was reexamining every moment since Max had healed her.

Nothing had happened for a while, and maybe it had taken time for her new powers to develop. And then there had been that whole time she couldn't kiss Max without getting a vision. But it had stopped when they found the orb and she assumed it had somehow made her get the visions.

That had been months ago and nothing had really happened since, if you didn't count the flash she got when Max had touched her. But Liz was pretty sure he'd somehow done that on purpose.