CHAPTER 152. I Want to Kiss You

"Good..." she sighed, trying not to show the relief she felt from that answer. "Your mom cooked a lot. Are you staying for dinner?"

"Only if there’s ice cream for dessert."

"And you wash the dishes."

"Deal," Zack smiled.

They shook hands like it was a business transaction, but neither of them could deny the shiver that ran through them. That tension, that desire—it would never disappear between them, but Andrea needed more, and he had to be willing to give it.

They had a peaceful, harmonious dinner, and as hard as it was for Zack, when the clock struck ten, he said goodbye with a kiss and headed for the door. It was torture sleeping without Andrea, but it was a necessary torture.

The next morning, he got up early and went to the city center to buy her breakfast at her favorite café, when an ad caught his eye. He took the rental notice and stepped outside, looking for the building, and then called the number listed. A short time later, he sealed the best