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ZARA
“Good day?” Cas asked.
She glanced up and caught his eyes in the rearview mirror. Smiling, she nodded. “Very good,” she confirmed. Settling back in the middle seat she glanced out the window as Cas steered them out of the studio’s parking lot and headed for home.
The rumble of a motorcycle sounded from behind them and she twisted in her seat to see Asa following.
Her skin got hot and her stomach trembled as images from the night before flashed through her mind. She crossed one leg over the other as the heat spread lower.
Between all the writing and recording they’d done that day, she hadn’t stopped thinking about his hands and how they’d felt on her body. Or the weight of him pressing…in.
She inhaled a shaky breath as electricity tripped her heart.
It was beautiful and scary and new and confusing. And she finally understood why people acted like sex was such a big deal. Because it was a really big fucking deal. No pun intended.
And the songwriting!
The things they’d tracked that day were some of her best work ever. It felt like everything she’d learned so far about music and creativity and art had finally coalesced into this massive glittering haze of perfection.
As if her heart’s purpose had been unlocked and it all made sense now.
The SUV pulled into the garage and Devan got out first. She went into the house for the initial check. Cas followed, Zara brought up the rear, lost in a daydream of words and music and late-night kisses.
She made her way up to the kitchen and got a bottle of wine out of the fridge. She poured herself a glass.
“Are you guys hungry?” she asked Cas when he came back to the kitchen after they finished checking the house for security risks.
He shook his head.
“Are you sure? I have tamales…” she tried to tempt him, opening the freezer. She had so many tamales.
“Will you need a ride to the studio tomorrow?” Cas asked.
Zara sighed and closed the freezer. She clicked her nails on the quartz countertop. “Yes?” she said.
Cas’s lips twitched. “What time?”
Asa entered the kitchen and Zara’s eyes went to him immediately only to find his attention already on her.
Oh why did that do things to her insides?
The way he looked at her made her feel like he saw more than others. But instead of feeling exposed or vulnerable, she just felt safe.
“What time should Cas be by to take us to the studio and also, do you want tamales?” she asked both questions at once.
Asa hummed. “Yes, to the tamales,” he replied. “I don’t know about the other one. Are you gonna want to sleep in?” he asked, with a slight twitch of his cheek.
Yes, please. With you. Naked.
She swallowed as her heart took off like it had been loaded into a slingshot. She wanted two things in equal amounts. She never wanted to leave his bed, and she also wanted to keep making music because she’d entered a new level of intensity.
Or was it insanity? It was hard to tell.
Slowly, she faced Cas. “Can I text you after breakfast?”
Cas nodded and headed for the exit. Devan appeared out of the shadows and joined him.
And then they were alone again for the first time since that morning.
