Chapter 17
Zayn pushed the cart in the grocery store. Watching Tia as she picked things off of the shelves. He would smile at her whenever she looked at him.
“What?” She asked and he would shake his head with a laugh. He noticed that she was picking some of his favorite things and placing them in the cart. Tia eyed him suspiciously as he placed a bottle of chocolate syrup in the cart.
“What is that for?” She asked.
“The berries.”
“My ass.” She said as she walked away.
“And such a beautiful ass it is love.” Zayn said with a smirk.
Tia turned around in a hurry and rushed back to him. “Will you shut up?” She said looking around nervously.
“What?” He asked, trying to look innocent. “All I said was that you have a beautiful ass.”
Tia shook her head and couldn’t help but smile at him. He did look innocent when he said it.
“What am I going to do with you Zayn? She asked.
He reached out and pulled her to him. “Keep me.”
He brushed her lips with his quickly and turned to the coolers that held the milk. Tia’s lips burned from his brief kiss. How was she ever going to survive the next couple of days?
They checked out their groceries and proceeded to Tia s truck. Neither of them said anything but continued to smile at each other.
“Tia!” She turned as she heard her name being called from across the street. She turned and waved when she saw Mr. Williams from the antique store. He hurried across the street.
“Hello Mr. Williams. How are you?”
“I’m fine Tia. Something came for you.”
She looked at him with a questioning look. “What came? I don t understand.”
“Come with me.” He said.
She looked at Zayn and took his hand as they crossed the street to the antique store. As they entered it, Zayn was amazed at the selection inside. Mr. Williams led them to a back storeroom.
“It took quite a bit of coaxing from the shop in London that you told me about, and it cost a pretty penny. But you told me no matter the cost.”
Tia continued to watch Mr. Williams. Trying to focus on what he was saying. At the mention of London, Zayn squeezed her hand a bit tightly. They came to stand in front of a huge cloth that was covering something. Mr. Williams pulled the cloth off to reveal a four poster oak bed.
