A/N: So, I've never published anything, nor did I plan on publishing this one. But since MarieStarbuck ships Zoe/George and I made her ship Zade with this short drabble, I felt the need to publish my first bit. Please review away and don't hesitate to correct every damn mistake you find, I'm just starting here and I need all the advice I can get :)

Disclaimer: I do not own Zoe or Wade(even though I'd love to) or Hart of Dixie.

Set at the end of 1.04, I started off with Zoe's 'last words', let's see where this takes me, probably just a one shot...


"I guess I'm just not that kind of girl," Zoe turned around, leaving Wade both disappointed and confused.

"Zoe wait...!" he exclaimed. Zoe turned around, slightly annoyed and at the same time worried about her own reaction.

"Wade, I can't," she mumbled.

"I don't,... we don't have to, just come inside, okay?"

Considering that she was already soaked and that it would take her heater at least half an hour to get her room warm, she turned around and met Wade's gaze. His face lit up the moment she locked her eyes with his, "but don't get any ideas there, man!".

"You want anything, coffee, tea, vodka?" he asked after joining her in his living room.

"No thanks, dry clothes would be helpful though" He set aside his glass of vodka and disappeared into his bedroom.

"You okay with shorts and a shirt?" she heard him asking through the open door.

"That's fine, as long as they're dry" He came out with shorts which definitely didn't belong to him and one of his grey shirts, that she secretly adored him wearing.

"Thanks," she said, walking over into his bathroom to get rid of her soaking wet clothes.

When she came out, she found Wade sitting on his couch – shirtless. "Is that really necessary?" she asked while her eyes were wandering up and down his chest.

"You don't seem to mind at all," he said with a smile.

"Don't let your ego know, could end bad," Zoe stated, crashing next to him on the couch. "Do you mind, if I stay til I can go home without becoming an aquatic animal?"

"Not at all."


The longer the evening went on, the closer Zoe and Wade were lying next to each other on the couch. Zoe was slowly falling asleep in his arms, while Wade was struggling with the urge to kiss her goodnight. "You sure you wanna stay?" He asked quietly, but Zoe was already fast asleep.