Zander rushed in the front door of Jake's and glanced at Coleman still tending bar. He pointed upstairs as Zander passed by him heading back to his room to check on Emily. He reached the top of the stairs and didn't hesitate, he quickly went inside his room to find Emily sitting on the swivel chair in the corner staring out the window. She heard the door open and saw him come in, he seemed to be in one piece and she gave him a little smile. He closed the door behind him and went to her. She got up from the chair and fell into his arms. "I'm so sorry Zander." she said as she buried her face into his chest. "Shhh .. everything is gonna be alright, Nik's not going to be laying a hand on you ever again." She looked up at him with concern, hoping he didn't do what he said he would. "He's not ..." Zander knew what she meant, he wish he would be, but he gave him a stern enough warning, he didn't think Nik would come looking for her. "No .. he's not .. Nik's very much alive, although I don't know how well he'll be feeling in the morning. I roughed him up pretty good." He felt Emily's arms wrap around him tightly and all he could do was to return the embrace.
She released her arms from him and sat back down on the chair. "What am I gonna do, now?" the tears began to fall once more as her heart was just breaking inside. "You don't have to make any major decisions right now, all you need is some sleep, things will look better in the morning." Zander's soothing voice and concern calmed her fears, she knew he'd be there for her whenever she needed him. He always had been, that's what she once loved about him, he was very loyal and understanding. Even after all she had done to him in the past, he truly cared about what happened to her. "What about tonight? I can't go home, I don't want to face the family, not tonight." Zander sighed heavily and understood why she didn't want to go back to the mansion. The family would rip her apart, and she didn't need that right now. "Um .... why don't you stay here with me? I mean, I can keep my eye on you here and you can feel safe here." She knew that to be true, she always felt safe with Zander. He always protected her and she was grateful for that. "Are you sure? I mean, we're not ... well you know." Zander reached for her hand and she took it. He pulled her closer to him..."I know, but I'd feel better if you were here. You can decide tomorrow what you want to do, but tonight, you're gonna stay here." She didn't argue with him cause she knew she'd never win.
"I'm going to get a shower, so if you want you can have the bed, I'll take the floor or the chair." She nodded in agreement and he walked into the bathroom and closed the door. She began to unbutton her blouse one button at a time, and then her jeans, she removed her blouse and hung it on the back of the desk chair. She removed her jeans and hung them there too. She placed her boots underneath the desk so they would be out of the way, she now only in her camisole top and lace panties as she climbed under the covers. She fluffed the pillow and pulled the blankets over her three quarters of the way. She had closed her eyes and about drifted off to sleep till he emerged from his shower. She opened her eyes and noticed the droplets on his skin as the moonlight caught them and he glistened. She gasped at the beautiful sight and he turned towards her to see her watching him as he walked across the floor to the chair. He took a blanket from the bottom drawer of the chest and full opened it, then draped over himself as he sat down in the chair and tried to get comfortable.
She bit her bottom lip wondering she should off the other side of the bed to him. She hated seeing him sleep in the chair for the next 6 hours. "Zander? You know I'll never use this big bed all by myself, there's plenty of room for you too..." she hinted as he contemplated the idea she proposed. He didn't want to cave into temptation by laying next to her in bed, it was hard enough for him to keep his feelings inside as he sat in the chair only a few feet from her, laying in bed next to her would sure do him in. "I'm fine right here in the chair." he replied as he slid over the ottoman and propped his legs on top. She shrugged .. "Suit yourself." and she rolled over onto her other side, her back now facing him. He bit his bottom lip still contemplating if he should or not. He watched her from the chair till his eyes got so heavy they couldn't stay open any longer.
He tossed and turned trying to get comfortable on the chair, but couldn't seem to rest in the right position. She was sound asleep, and he couldn't see the harm in getting a good few hours of sleep in the bed, what could she do now, she was asleep. He quietly got up from the chair and left the blanket lay across it as he walked towards the bed and lifted up the blankets to climb in. She stirred a bit when he got underneath the covers, he laid his head down on the soft pillow and it wasn't long before his eyes closed shut.
The sun shone brightly through the windows of his room as they created funny shapes on the carpeted floor. He fluttered his eyes open to find her nuzzled against him, her head laying on his chest, she still asleep peacefully. He sighed as he found his arm wrapped around her, it felt like it was to be there naturally. She began to stir and when she awoke she was surprised to find herself wrapped in his arms. She jumped back from him and pulled the covers up over her chest, embarrassed. "There's nothing to be embarrassed about Em, I've seen it all before, remember." He smiled and she gave a little smile in return. "I know, I just didn't ... " He slipped from the bed in only a pair of black boxers, Emily's eyes widened, it had been a long time since she had seen him without clothes, and she was pleasantly taken back by the view. "Don't worry about it, it was my fault for even getting into bed at 3 am, I should of known better." She sat up and propped herself against the head board, revealing to him the top half of her. He turned to see her sitting up in the bed they once had shared together, it was like nothing had happened to them, the feelings he had for her all came rushing back and overwhelmed him.
"I, uh .. I gotta get to work. You can stay as long as you like." he offered as he tried to get dressed without focusing on her, though it proved to be a difficult task for him. She smiled and giggled at his attempt. "Well, may I use your shower?" he turned towards her and noticed she had slipped from the sheets in nothing but her camisole and panties. Trying so hard not to stare at the beautiful vision that stood before him, he replied .. "Yeah sure, it's all yours." She patted past him and ran her fingers across his chest invitingly. "Thanks." He watched her go into the bathroom and close the door behind her. He couldn't take it, his legs were like jelly he had to sit down. "Why does she get to me?" he said to himself as he laced up his boots. "Zander, you can't be tempted .. she's broken your heart before, she's gonna do it again." He stood up from the bed and grabbed his keys before heading towards the door. "Awe Hell, who am I kidding?" He threw his keys on the desk where he found them and went towards the bathroom, leaving pieces of clothing on the floor in a path and into the bathroom.
The steam from the shower had fogged up the mirror that hung on the wall, and he could see the steam rise from behind the curtain. He grabbed the wash cloth from the rack and pulled back the curtain to reveal her to him. She turned towards him, the water droplets glistened on her skin, droplets dripped from the tip of her nose. "Thought you might need some help."