Zeke (The Powers That Be, Book 2)

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now
grinned. “Goodnight, Scarlett. I’ll see you in class Friday.” He
bent and touched his lips to mine then waited while a
still-befuddled and scowling me dug my keys out of my purse then I
got in Jezebel who decided she wanted to be a picky little thing
and took a moment to get started. I glanced out the window to see
Zeke frowning a bit in thought at my car then giving him a little
wave and what I’m sure was still a baffled look, I backed out and
took off for home.
    “It’s
eleven-thirty!” Jay answered her phone with a squeal. Um, great.
Keep the cryptic messages coming.
    “What does
that mean?” I asked, the irritation of what’d just occurred between
Zeke and me making my scowl grow bigger. Not the kisses, mind you.
The kisses were spectacularly hot. I was just miffed because of the
way he made me feel, all needy and want-y and desperate-y
(whatever) for him.
    “It means it
must’ve gone well with Zeke!”
    I sighed. “It
went too well, if you must know.”
    “What? Are you
gonna get laid?” she asked breathlessly. “ Dex! Scar’s gonna bang
Zeke Powers!” she now shouted.
    “No! I’m not
gonna bang anyone. God!”
    “Then what?”
was her innocent reply.
    “I just… like
him…”
    “ Dex! Scar
likes Zeke!”
    Good God.
Could Dex not ever be in the same room with her so she didn’t have
to yell at him?
    As Jayla and I
talked, I glanced in my rearview mirror several times and thought I
saw Zeke following me. What in the world? Every time I turned, I
saw what I thought was his black pickup turning too. It had to be
him.
    “I think he’s
following me!” I told her as I kept my eyes on the mirror. “What do
you think he wants?”
    “You!” she
answered with a snicker.
    Well, that was
something new. It’d been ages since someone had wanted me. And how
sad was that?
    I turned on my
block and watched as the truck turned too. “Do you think he’s a
creeper?” Then I remembered our talk at The Nook. “Oh, God! Maybe
he really is a serial killer!” Just my luck. And I’d led him
straight to my house. Great.
    “I guess we’ll
find out.”
    “Gee, thanks.
Okay, I’m hanging up. If you don’t hear from me in five minutes,
call 911.”
    I pulled into
the drive and got out quickly, stomping to Zeke’s truck that’d
stopped at the curb. When he rolled the passenger window down, I
snapped at him, “What do you think you’re doing?”
    My favorite
grin appeared on his beautiful face, damn it. “Just making sure you
got home safely, Scarlett.”
    “Oh…” That
knocked the wind out of my sails. “Well, that was nice of you.
Thank you.”
    “I want to see
you again,” he said, those damned amber eyes of his steady on
mine.
    I huffed out
an agitated laugh. “I already told you I don’t have time to date
anyone.”
    “What’re you
doing tomorrow night?” he asked, undeterred.
    “I’m busy. My
brother has a basketball game.”
    “Friday?”
    “Busy.”
    “Saturday?”
    I sighed.
“Busy.” We could keep this up all night and my answer would still
be the same even though I wished it wouldn’t. C ’est la vie and all, right?
    “October
14?”
    I couldn’t
help but laugh seeing how it was January. “Pretty sure I’ll be
busy.” And now I was starting to feel like a huge bitch. “Zeke, I’m
sorry but I can’t.” I crossed my arms over my chest and bit my lip
as I looked down at the ground feeling like a real jerk for being
this way, but I’d made my rules and was going to live by them. When
I looked up at him, he was looking at me so sweetly with such
understanding in his eyes that I shook my head, feeling tears sting
the backs of my eyes. “I had to drop out of college for two years
trying to help my Dad. I’ve lost so much time. I just can’t lose
anymore. And I’m afraid you’d be… a… distraction,” I whispered.
    The smug look
reappeared. “That’s kinda what I was hoping.”
    I couldn’t
help but chuckle. God, he was charming and hot and sweet and

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