Week 243 – Zara would keep a close eye on Adam the next day
Her heart was breaking.
Adam truly believed that it was his fault his wife and daughter had died. She did not. Although she could see how he might think it, he was messed up, and she wanted to help but she didn’t know how.
She watched as he swam lap after lap in the pool. He’d been going at it for hours now. Dawn was here, the sun would be rising soon, and she thought she should tell him to stop but she didn’t want to intrude. So not wanting him to be alone she’d just sat out here with her feet in the pool, watching him and offering her silent support.
One thing she did know was that Zara would keep a close eye on Adam the next day. She was worried about him.
A hand curled around her ankle and tugged, and Zara let out a shriek when she was pulled into the pool. Her head went under for a moment but then it burst back up to the surface and she threw back her head and laughed.
“Why are you laughing?” Adam demanded as he pushed her back up against the side of the pool.
“Its been way too long since I’ve been swimming,” she said with a giggle.
“Why have you been sitting out here all night?”
“Didn’t want you to be alone?”
“Because I care about what happens to you.”
“You care even though I hurt you?”
“Even though you know what happened to my family?”
“You don’t even know me.”
“I know you’re a good man who served your country, who lost everything they loved.”
“Are you always so positive and upbeat?” Adam growled.
“No,” Zara answered honestly. “I learned the hard way that life makes you go through hard stuff, painful stuff, you can either complain or look for the good stuff, small as they may be.”
“I don’t like the thought of anyone hurting you,” Adam huffed.
Something warm curled inside her, spreading out until her previously chilly limbs were tingling. “I don’t like the thought of you hurting either,” she told him.
Adam muttered something under his breath that she didn’t catch, then he grabbed her biceps, dragged her up against his hard, lean body, and crushed his mouth to hers in the most toe-curling, panty-melting kiss she’d ever experienced.