Elizabeth Parker and Max Evans used to date and were very happy together. That changed when Liz broke up with Max to save the world so that Tess wouldn't leave Roswell to go back to Antar. With that, she attended a girl's academy as she couldn't bear being in the same town as Max and Tess. Liz is back home a few years later and she realizes things are different, especially Max. When she sees the tattoos on his arms, she realized that her leaving damaged him. What happens when she finds out that this guy is Zan and not Max?

4. Temptations last forever.

"Liz, where are we going? Are you planning on having your way with me like those flashes?"

Zan had a blindfold over his eyes as I held his hands in my own. I saw the smirk that Ava, Maria, and Isabel were giving me by Zan's choice of words. Damn, he had no sensor at all, but I couldn't blame him. He couldn't even see through the blindfold since I had doubled the blindfold from him able to see right through it.

"Be quiet," I said as I looked down at him when I pushed him down into a chair.

We were at the Crash Down after hours where there were plenty of sandwiches and burgers, plenty of french fries and curly flies, chocolate cake, and plenty of Tabasco sauce as well.

Even in a pair of black jeans, a tight black shirt that hugged at his shirt, I couldn't hide the smile that tugged at my lips. Zan was the hottest guy that I had ever laid my eyes upon. He had facial hair growing on his face, the beginning stages of hair above his upper lip.

"Are you looking at me again?" Zan asked as slid his fingers across my knuckles gently. "I mean, I don't mind at all, but everyone else might notice, Liz Parker."

My mouth dropped open by his words where he just flashed that dutiful grin on his handsome face. They had tried to tell me that a blindfold wouldn't work but I was so stubborn. I should have listened, but I couldn't help it. I slipped my hands out of his hands just as he began to undo the knot that held the blindfold over his dark eyes.

"Hey, it's okay, gorgeous," Zan said as he pulled me into his lap, moving some hair from her face. "What's going on, anyway? What's with the get together?"

"Actually, this was my doing," Isabel said as she moved forward where she bit down on her bottom lip. "I guess it's my way of apologizing of being such a bitch to you, Zan."

"Yeah, you really being a self righteous bitch, Isabel," Zan said as he looked at her with a hard stare and he shook his head. "But you're still my sister, Isabel."

If Max had talked to Isabel that way, Isabel would have wrung his neck or something. Zan was the more dominant king where he did not take shit from anyone. It was a very good thing the more I even thought about it.

"I… uh, thank you, Zan."

As I watched Isabel duck her head, Zan set me on my feet where he stood up to his feet. He was so powerful with every stride he took to his sister. When Zan approached Isabel, she lifted her head, and he smirked at her just as he pulled her in his embrace for a gentle hug.

"You're going to be the death of me, Izzy," Zan said with a grin as he pulled back to look at her. "I don't want to hear any smart shit coming from you and that also includes Max and Liz's relationship. Do you got it?"

"Damn, he's so fierce when he's in his mode of being a king."

I shook my head when I heard Maria's words. As I turned to look at her, I saw a smirk tugging at the corners of her lips. Yeah, she sure was something else, but she was my best friend. I kind of wished that Serena was here when I needed her. She was the one person I could go to for anything. Maria was great but she was no Serena. I shouldn't be thinking such things, either.

"What are you thinking about?"

I turned my head to look at Zan, who had two plates in those hands of his, and he handed one to me. I followed him to a table where he pulled the chair out next to him out. I sat down, my thigh brushing his where a flash soared through my brain.

"Daddy…"

I looked to where our son frowned to the sight in front of both of us. There was Zan kissing her – Ava. My heart suddenly dropped as I saw my husband kissing Ava. It was a kiss that wasn't made for the maid service. I bit my lip as I picked up our son just as the kiss broke.

"Liz…"

"No," I breathed out as tears tugged my eyes, looking over at him. "I want nothing to do with you. You kissed Ava… well, you can have her."

As I looked past Zan to Ava, I saw the evil smirk tugging at the corners of her lips. She was supposed to be my maid but it was obvious that she only took this job to get closer to my husband.

"I… I don't want her," Zan said as he stepped forward where he looked at our son in my arms, then to my pregnant bump, and then up into my face. "I don't even know why I kissed her. She means nothing…"

My eyes widened as I looked to Zan just as he turned his chair towards me. He looked like he was just as shocked by the sudden vision that blurred right past us as I was. Our friends were now looking at the two of us. He frowned as he took hold of my hands into his.

"Apparently, that was all Tess as we both know that Max and Ava are together, along with expecting their first child together, Liz. You do trust me, right?"

"Yeah, but –"

Zan put a finger to my lips, causing a sigh to leave my lips. "No, Liz. That's the past. I don't want anything to do with that conniving bitch."

"Are you two talking about my dupe?"

As I looked up, I saw that Max was helping Ava sit down after he set her plate of food down. The girl could definitely eat now that she was expecting.

"Yeah, we kind of had a flashback," I said with a shrug of my shoulders, pouring some Tabasco sauce onto my plate by my fries.

"Is that what you are calling it?" Zan asked with a raised eyebrow.

"Well, what would you call it?" I asked rhetorically as I crossed my arms over my chest.

"Damnit, Liz," Zan groaned as he ran a hand throughout his dark hair. "We're not even dating and it was something that happened long ago."

I looked at Zan when I heard those words. He was absolutely right because we weren't dating. Zan and I were not dating, so why the hell did it bother me so much? I slid my chair back, shaking my head.

"Well then," I said with a huff as I shook my head, glaring down at him when I stood up to my feet where my hands were creating that green, electricity shooting from my fingers.

"Liz, that's not what I meant," Zan sighed as he stood up where I backed up.

"Zan, maybe you should back down?" Ava suggested with a frown just as Michael placed a hand on Zan's shoulder.

"Fuck that!" Zan growled low in his throat as his eyes slid dangerously over me. "She's getting mad at something that I would never do in this lifetime…!"

I took a step back, and before I knew it, I was running past the double doors where I headed up the stairs. I couldn't stop the tears as they quickly fell down my cheeks.

He doesn't want me. He never wanted me.

It had been a few days since I had seen Zan because I was trying my best to avoid him. With getting the job at the university, I was trying my damn hardest to not have to see him. All my friends – even Maria, just gave me those sorry and pity looks that I just didn't want at all. Didn't they understand that I was trying not to care?

It wasn't worth it, though. With me being either angry or upset, I just wanted to forget about that night when Zan and I had that fight. It was hard because I'd been dreaming of Zan with her. Hell, I'd even dreamed of them having sex. It sickened me to the core.

"Liz, you know that Zan didn't mean much by it."

I grumbled when I heard Ava's words. I turned around to look over at her where she was sitting on the edge of my bed as I walked in my bedroom with my robe on.

"It doesn't really matter. We're not even dating, Ava," I saw as I inhaled a deep breath, biting down on my bottom lip. "I just thought… never mind."

"What – that he likes you?" Ava asked me, taking hold of my hands when she moved over to me. "You know that he does like you."

"Yeah right," I scoffed as I shook my head, laying back against the bed. "If he did, he wouldn't have –"

"He wouldn't have said something that's true, sweetie?"

I rolled my eyes. "You're supposed to be on my fucking side!"

Ava grinned. "I can see that Zan's personality has rubbed off on you the slightest bit."

"And I'm glad because you sound so fucking hot, Liz Parker."

My cheeks flushed in deep embarrassment when I looked to my window. There was Zan crouched down looking at me. Before I knew it, Zan was helping Ava out the window, and he slid through my bedroom door. Ava waved a cheeky smile before walking off.

"You shouldn't be here," I said quietly, making sure the tie of my robe was tied firmly.

"Why not?" he asked as he stalked up to me, where he backed me up against the dresser. "I think it excites you of what I could do to you."

I really hated how he knew me so well because he was absolutely right. I wasn't wearing anything under the lavender robe besides a pair of panties as I had just come from taking a shower. I looked at my clothes in the chair by my desk and I sighed.

"I need to get dressed, Zan."

"In a minute."

Zan pulled me right against his body where he slid me right on the middle of my desk. He grinned as he leaned in close where he pushed some hair away from my cheek. He impressed the hell out of me from his actions.

"We're not having sex."

"Get your mind out of the gutter, Parker. I'm not fucking you today."

Hearing the vulgar words leave his lips, I whimpered softly, especially when his hands slid up and down my thighs gently. This shouldn't be happening right now. Him being in my bedroom was so bad. My parents could walk in, but then again, I was older than eighteen years old. I needed to get a place of my own where I didn't have to worry about my parents being here.

"Liz, one day I will fuck you, and you're going to enjoy every last inch of me being inside of you," Zan breathed against my lips where he then undid the tie of my robe.

I gulped slowly as he parted the robe, revealing the fact that I hadn't even donned a bra today. My breasts weren't too big or too small, either. Along my hips was a pair of lace, light blue panties. I saw the appreciative look on his face when he saw the lack of clothing I was wearing.

"This definitely makes me want you so bad," Zan said with a nod as he slid his fingers across the hard peaks across my breasts.

Just the simple action made the slit of my pussy get all wet and I was mortified. When Zan saw what happened, he grinned from ear to ear, and he slid his hands over my hips.

"Liz Parker, did you just come?"

I blushed shyly as I buried my face in the middle of his chest. "I didn't mean to. It just… happened."

Zan pushed my chin up where he looked down into my eyes. "Liz, you looked so beautiful when you came. Your cheeks got all flushed and your mouth parted. It makes me wonder what it's going to be like when we come together for the first time."

I was so embarrassed to the fact that he really was saying these things. "But we're not dating."

Zan sighed as he slid some hair that had fallen across my forehead. "I'd like to date you, though. You're pretty fantastic, Liz."

My cheeks flushed even more when I heard his words. "You aren't just saying that, are you?"

Zan shook his head. "No. We never got to finish our ice cream date and it made me pissed off. Let me make it up to you, please?"

As I looked at Zan, I wasn't sure. We obviously hadn't lasted on Antar for a reason. I knew that it wasn't Ava that had ruined whatever chance Zan and I had. It was Tess. I knew that if she tried to worm herself in my life again, I wasn't sure what I would do.

"Are you sure that it's me you want to date?"

Zan looked appalled at my choice of words as he looked over at me. "Fuck yes. Liz, who else would I want to date? You are the only other girl I want to date?"

"What if… Tess came back into town? Would you want her?"

Zan's face leaned in close as he covered the fullness of my breasts with the sides of the robe. "Fuck no. I want nothing to do with the woman that sold me out."

I was confused. "What are you talking about?"

Zan looked at me. "Liz, Tess was the one that ruined everything. Lonnie and Tess had saved their asses by siding with Kivar as she turned in Michael and me where we got killed."

I cringed to the thought of Michael and Zan getting murdered by a man such as Kivar. I had definitely heard things about that man and it had never ever been good. I felt horrible that I had overreacted over the flash because that had probably been the beginning of Tess or rather Ava when she broke up Zan's and my marriage. I then remembered that I'd been pregnant with our second kid.

"We did seem happy, though. I was after all pregnant with our second child."

"You were radiant," Zan whispered as he slid his hand over the flatness of my stomach. "To be honest, seeing your pregnant and our son in your arms, it's something that I want."

My cheeks turned pink as I stared over at Zan. I wanted it too but we needed to date before we got carried away. "I don't think that there's any rush. I want it too but I want to do this right."

"I don't think that there's nothing to worry about it, Liz. Tess is gone. I want you in my life," Zan whispered with a grin as he looked over at me with a smirk tugging at the corners of his lips. "So, how about I take you out for a bite to eat – maybe that new Chinese place down the street?"

All I could do was nod my head. Before I knew it, Zan's lips came crashing down upon my lips, and my body was pressing against his lips. It was like a fairy tale and I never wanted to wake up.