“Anything you want, babe.” He nodded away at the remark, his hand coming to a rest on her back. “Again, I’m really sorry for what I’ve missed and not letting anyone know about it. But, that being said, I’ve done some thinking about us and what you mean to me.” He smirked the tiniest bit, a tinge of red coming across his cheeks.
Zoey looked at him carefully, swallowing back the sudden dryness in her throat before chewing on her lower lip. Dread started to flood through her body, starting from the pit of her stomach and stopping just short of her heart where she could already feel herself aching. He didn’t have to say a word. He could have just looked at her and she was his. Thing was… he didn’t know her. Not really. “Don’t.” Zoey cut in, putting a hand on his knee as if it would stop him from speaking. She withdrew as soon as she realised her actions. It all felt so weird when his hand was so calming on her back. “I… Okay…”
