12- Heat (day 2)

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Lena POV

"He left me to spend the day with the guys." I tell the girls, my head down on my arms.

"Zane may be lovable, funny, and everything you would want in a guy, but he's an a$$," Emerald said, pulling out fudge brownie ice cream, caramel syrup, and chocolate chips. She then scoops some out for all of us and drenches it in caramel and the chocolate chips. Placing the bowls in front of us, then taking care of it, finally sitting down herself, Em shakes her head.

"He's so going to get it." Grim says, stopping as I groan.

"Someone please just knock me out, or shoot me. Do something to stop the cramps. Ugh." I say, one hand holding the spoon, and the other in a fist.

"No can do, Lena. Zane'd have our a$$es if we did knock you out or shot you. Sorry." Twi says, sheepish.

"It's not usually this bad, right?" Ari asks, thinking.

"It's worse than usual because I now have a mate, whereas before I didn't." I reply, then eating another spoonful of ice cream.

I then sense Zane and the guys walk in. A$$hole. "What's wrong?" he asks, all innocent, then Em answers.

"You know what it is. Anyway, go do something to make her stop complaining."

I look up and glare. "I am not complaining. It just hurts."

Em rolls her eyes and then laughs when Zane tries to take a bite of my ice cream, and I swat at his hand with mine. "No touch, mister. Mine, not yours."

"But you shared yesterday." He whines.

"That was yesterday. Not today. Anyway, you left me, so I don't see where you deserve any."

"But-but.."

"No buts, ands or ifs. Turtle ice cream is different than Fudge Brownie drowned in caramel and chocolate chips, especially when Em does it." I reply, going over to sit on the couch, and turn on The Rock, and pulling Hunt for Red October off the shelf.

Zane picks me up then places me back down, on his lap to be exact. Ignoring my bowl of ice cream, his arms snake around my waist, pulling me backward, while his hands rub gentle circles on my belly, easing the cramps at his touch.

Inwardly smiling, I decide to let him have some of my fudge brownie ice cream. I turn spoon already filled and get a smile on my face.  "You want this or not?" I ask, at his look. 

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Halfway through The Rock, I set my empty bowl on the coffee table and cuddle into his chest. Zane starts to run his hand through my hair, causing me to quietly purr, enjoying the feel of it. 

Zane POV

When the movie she picked is done, I look down, having felt her go from slightly purring to silence as her breathing went even, saying that she was sleeping. Carefully standing up, holding her in my arms, bridal style and head on my chest, I tell them "Alright guys, I'll see ya in the morning. Good night."

"Night. Sleep well." Twilight says, speaking for all of them.

"You too." I reply, then walking up the stairs to our room. 

Laying her in bed, I then go and get a shower. Drying off, I pull on a pair of boxers and cuddle up to, my angel. Listening to her breathing and breathing in her irresistible scent, I drift off to sleep, happy that I had planned nothing for tomorrow. My girl needs me, and I'll be there for her, no matter what, even if she gets pissed at me.

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