So, I'm not really sure how many reads Hart of Dixie gets on here, but I personally love the show, so if you like the show and enjoy my story, please let me know. Favorite, comment, message me, and please keep reading. Hope you all enjoy, and I'm always open to suggestions. This story starts during the season finale of season 2, when Zoe went to see George on his boat, but with a slightly different ending to the night...

"We've never even been on a real date before!" George yelled. Zoe could hardly hold eye contact anymore. "Zoe Hart, ever since you came to town, you've screwed up my love life time and time again. You had your opportunity. I gave you plenty of time, but of course, that wasn't enough for you, Zoe Hart, was it?"

"I know, I know. And I'm so sorry for everything I've done. I came here to apologize for everything. And I wanted to let you know that Wade, what you saw, that was nothing. I was upset, and I wasn't in my right mind."

George just sighed. "Do you think sorry is just going to fix everything, Zoe? Saying you weren't in your right mind isn't going to work on me. Sorry, but I've heard that one before."

"I don't think it's going to fix anything. I just…"

"Lately, it seems like you're so preoccupied with your own love life, you've disregarded everyone and everything else going on around you. You're not the only one with feelings around here!"

"I know, George. I wasn't even thinking when I came over the other night. I can't believe I put all of that on your chest. Your break up with Tansy was completely my fault, and I'm so sorry. I can talk to her. I'll find her and fix things for you."

"You only seem to want me when I'm totally and completely unavailable. Well do you want me now?"

Zoe finally made eye contact. George was red in the face and seemed a bit exasperated. "What?" she asked, in disbelief of what he seemed to be asking her. It was like he had flipped from being angry to wanting to be with her with the snap of the fingers.

George paced back and forth on the boat, running his hand through his hair. He looked regretful that he'd said anything at all. He stopped after a moment and brought his eyes back to Zoe's. "I asked if you want me now. Huh? Now that I'm finally single, I've finally had a real relationship that I tried at, and it failed now thanks to you. So now that I'm available, do you want me?" George's voice was still slightly raised, but he was serious. Zoe could tell he wasn't asking out of anger anymore, but genuinely asking.

Zoe uttered that one little word that made the biggest difference, "Yes." Before she knew what was happening, George's lips were pressed against hers, his hands holding her face. It took her a moment to react, but when she realized what was happening was real, she kissed him back.

After a couple of minutes, the two finally broke apart, but not far. "George…" but beyond that, Zoe was at a loss of words. She was still taking in what was happening, taking deep breaths and trying to string a coherent sentence together. "George…I…what…I thought you were mad at me?"

George's hands dropped from Zoe's face down to her hands and held them tight. "Zoe, I practically fell in love with you the moment I saw you walking into town. I remember that day like it was yesterday. The way things have gone with us so far, are they ideal? No, not at all. But right now, I'm single, you're single, and I think maybe it's the stars finally aligning. You said it yourself, we do our own thing for a while, and when the time is right, it will happen. Before you showed up here, I was ready to completely tear into you. I was mad. You ruined something that was great for me, with someone I saw myself being with. But I've seen myself with you for longer. And I still do."

"I think you still did that a little, tear into me," Zoe said, holding up her thumb and forefinger an inch apart.

"Sorry about that. That's not the point. I was so ready to tell you off and ask to never see you again, but I think we owe it to ourselves to give this a shot. I want to be mad, I do. You've ruined the two most successful relationships I've had. But I can't ignore these feelings I have for you, and although you seem to have awful timing, you can't ignore yours either."

Zoe looked up into George's eyes. She was still, just speechless. "So you're not mad about Wade?"

George closed his eyes, as if it was a huge blow for her to even mention Wade's name. "I believe that people make mistakes Zoe. You've made a lot, but if you can honestly tell me that it's over with him, then I'll believe you." Zoe stifled a nervous laugh, not sure what George was looking for from her. "Well?"

"Well what?"

"Zoe, do you have feelings for Wade?"

"Last night was a mistake. I'm over Wade."

"You're an awful liar," he told her. Zoe raised an eyebrow. "That's how I know you're telling the truth." He kissed her again, and for a moment, it felt as if all of the bad things that had happened in the past two years had gone away. They only had the good.

"Now, would you like to come in?" George asked.

"I would love to, but I've got to be up early tomorrow. Brick's going out of town again and was kind of enough to schedule a couple early morning appointments before he mentioned that. How does dinner tomorrow night sound?"

"It sounds great. How about I cook for you? Say around 7?"

"That sounds perfect," Zoe said before giving George a quick peck on the cheek and leaving to go home.

"I cannot believe you slept with Zoe. I can't deal with this," Lavon told Wade, sitting at the bar of the Rammer Jammer.

"You can't deal with this? Why is this any of your business? I can't deal with this. But I'm at work right now, so I don't think it's appropriate to be discussing this here," Wade said as he grabbed Lavon a beer.

"Cut the crap, Wade. That's never stopped you before," Lavon said as he rolled his eyes and took a swig of his beer. "And it's my business because I always end up hearing about it. When you two are good, I have to watch you make out in my kitchen. And when it's bad, I get stuck in the middle."

Wade started clearing off empty glasses from the bar. "I wasn't the owner of the bar then, so this conversation is now off limits."

"Wade, you're just avoiding the issue at hand. As much as I don't want to get involved, it seems to be impossible. Just tell me, what are you and Zoe doing?"

Wade couldn't help but grin. "I don't know. I really don't know, Lavon, but whatever it is, this may be the shot I need."

"No. No, no, no. You don't seriously think you and Zoe are getting back together, do you? That's a terrible idea."

Wade just smirked. "You never know. I just needed an in, well by in I mean…." he said as he winked at Lavon.

"Ewww, gross. You know I don't want to hear that. You're right. This conversation is off limits. I'm sure I'll hear all about it from Zoe later anyways, whether I want to or not."

"I'm sorry Lavon, but you wanted to know."

"Do you actually think that this is going to work out? Do you not remember what happened the first time?"

Wade's eyes shot up to Lavon's from the bar he was wiping off. "Don't remind me. I know what I did to Zoe was wrong. If there was one thing in this world that I can undo, it would be cheating on her. But I would never do that again. Never."

"I'm sorry, Wade. I know you wouldn't. I didn't mean for it to come out like that."

"I'm ready for a relationship with Zoe again, and I'd really appreciate it if you could just pretend that you were a little more supportive."

Lavon had nothing nice left to say, so he looked down at the bar as he took another sip of his beer.

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