CHAPTER 45. A Broken Bed

"And how do you want it?"

The question was simple, but he couldn't answer it.

"Voluntary, sincere, real," Zack thought, but instead, he just took a step back, letting the air flow between them.

"I can do it myself," he smiled softly, and Andrea left the bathroom, realizing as she closed the door that she was suffocating.

She closed her eyes for a moment and sat on the edge of the bed. He was very handsome, literally sexy enough to take her breath away, but she couldn't