Chapter Nine
Ethan
I jogged up the stairs in Zoe’s office building. She’d left Coach a message about an update. I was peeved she hadn’t called me directly, but I could guess why. It had been a full week since I’d last seen her and kissed her senseless. Or maybe she kissed me senseless. I didn’t give a damn. I’d gotten my head screwed on straight and wasn’t wobbling over her anymore. I figured it was perfect. She’d never had s*x, so it’d be ideal for me to take care of that for her. Tristan was probably right. Work was her thing, so I didn’t need to worry she’d read too much into anything with me.
With my groove firmly back, I blew through the door into the reception area of her office to find her receptionist finishing a call. Under usual circumstances, I’d think her receptionist was ho
