Zane

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The rapping of knuckles against the door announced Zane’s arrival, effectively causing V to pause in her own kitchen. It wasn’t as though he could see her from where he was. Nor could he hear the way her heart began to race, or the little marching band that had taken to running around like ants on crack in her stomach. She was both anxious and nervous to see him again. Although she had repeatedly refused to go to Alluring Indulgence’s ground breaking ceremony with him, he wasn’t giving up. His appearance on her front porch was proof of his persistence.

Realizing she’d been standing there for far too long, V rushed to the front door, pulling it open to see Zane’s sexy smirk shining brightly back at her. No matter how much she tried to stay away from him, one tip of those beautiful lips had her pulse racing and her heart giving up the fight to keep her distance.

“Give me one minute. I just need to get my purse,” she told him and turned back to the kitchen. The last thing she needed was for him to come inside because if he did, she knew they’d probably never make it to the ceremony. He’d have her flat on her back and naked in the blink of an eye. For some reason, when Zane was close, her clothes just seemed to fall off.

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