Author's Note: Rushed update, all errors belong to me
Chapter Four:
Zoe had no clue what do, some part of her wanted to just throttle Wade Kinesella, but another…. understood. Of course he was angry, and of course, he would not want to date her. Nobody wants to be second. Though, when it came to George she was willing, but when she thought about it, after awhile she knew she would not be happy when she saw George looking desperately at Lemon like Lavon does sometimes. She was sure; Wade would be highly annoyed, and secretly hurt if she looked at George that way while they were together. He may put on a strong front, but in reality he was a pretty sensitive guy-she was starting to see that, more and more.
"Oh," she punched a pillow, "Who wants Wade anyway, he is nothing but a player and pigheaded jerk," but…She thought to herself…it seemed like he was willing to give that up, knew she was not going to let him go sleeping around on her with other people. No open relationships for her-she heard of such things in New York, knew a couple of people in them, but that was not for her. She figured in a place like Bluebell that kind of practice would be frowned upon and even a rebel like Wade would not dare do something that scandalous.-And it was complimentary to think of someone who usually went around town tasting all of the flavors wanting to give that up, just to be with her. Also, she actually heard with all his problems with commitment, the guy never cheated. "What does it matter, the guy doesn't want anything to do with me, but still…" she should try to make things up to him, but she was not sure what to do, how to fix this. She guessed she should go talk to Lavon.
Suddenly…
She heard something coming from outside her window she peered out and saw that Wade was playing his guitar and singing. Well, that was a big surprise, "What are you doing?"
"Apologizing doc," he replied as he went back to strumming his guitar. She was not sure what she what to do. She opened her mouth to say something, "Now doc, before you say anything just listen, okay. I like you a lot, and its been awhile since I felt well…I never…well I ain't going to get mushy, but just listen here okay."
"Well, maybe I should come down so I can hear you better?" She suggested.
"Alright," He answered. He was feeling unsure, and kind of like an idiot, but he was not sure what else to do. Lavon said it had to big, and he did not know if this was big enough, but he knew most girls liked it when a guy serenade then. The doc, however, has never been a normal girl, but at least right now she was curious it seemed. He could work with that.
She came out with a blanket and sat down on it, while Wade was in a lawn chair, "You want my spot, doc."
"It's fine," She smiled. She have to admit, she was little excited. She heard he was good, but that he rarely sang in front of other people; hence she never heard him sing before, and was inquisitive about how he sounded.
"Okay," He took a deep breathe and began strumming. The music was soft and she noted that Wade was looking downward. It was kind of cute and her grin widen making Wade feel a slight more at ease.
His voice was deep and soft, "It's 2am and you are still on my mind,
Like you been have since you came rolling in here like a tornado,
And I kept running through all the words in my head,
All those cruel words,
That made you cry,
Just to cover up the fact,
And how do I tell you that is the last thing I ever wanted,
That girl you are all I think about,
And how do I tell you,
"Tell me how do I tell you?" His voice was now raised in volume, "When you got everything I ever want.
Ah you got me running around,
And tripping on my words,
"You got me strumming on this here guitar," He grinned up at her as he took in the sight of her awe of him.
You drive me crazier than I have ever been,
You are so sexy,
But you also got the brains to match,
So tell me how do I tell you?
How do I tell you?
Girl you are all I think about,
She sat there and listened to him revealing all his feelings, and she could tell it was hard for him. She was intensely overwhelmed by his sincerity and the smooth husky voice certainly added to her emotions.
That I'm crazy about you,
When you are all I ever wanted."
He stopped and sat the guitar the down, "Well, that's best I got for now, doc. I ain't much of a writer. You cryin' doc? It wasn't that bad was it?" This could not be good, how could this work if it just upset her more.
"Oh I'm not," She shook her head and wiped the tear, pretending it never existed. "I just…didn't really know you felt that way…I mean people told me…I just…it is a surprise. I know that you were upset," She laced her hands together. "I know you don't want to be my second choice, nobody wants to be. I just don't want to lie to you I still have feelings for George," Wade lowered his head and gritted his teeth, of course she did, "but…I want give this a try," she pointed toward him then her, "I want to give us a try."
"Well doc, I might have been a little harsh earlier," Zoe raised a brow, "okay maybe a lot, well doc I just been frustrated with a lot of things."
"But mostly me,"
"Well ain't you full of yourself, doc." He teased.
"Huh Wade…I am not full of myself…I was just…"
"Oh don't get your panties in a twist okay. It ain't like everything has been about you." That just earned him a sharper glare, "What I'm trying to say is there has been a lot going on, granted lately yeah it has been about you, but it ain't all your fault okay." He set the guitar down, "I get you like who you like, I know cause I like you and well….George is a good man, so I guess I get why you would pick him."
"That's the thing you are not getting Wade. I like you to, just not as much…" His face fell, "right now, you know who knows that could change. Its not like much happened between me and George, just one kiss."
Wade frowned, "You kissed."
"Just once, and that's not the point here. Do you want to give this a try or not." She stood up and put her hands on her hips in defiance.
"Well then do I get a kiss then?" He asked eagerly.
"What?" She asked surprised. She was actually expecting him to argue more, "I…"
"Got to make things even, doc,"
"Okay," She agreed, "Just one kiss," She held her hand up, "and no grabbing my ass."
"Hell that's half the fun," Wade said, Zoe frowned, "But I'll take it." He stood up; he held his hands out waiting for her to come. She looked down at his hands, "I'll keep them behind me." She gave him a quick peck, "Now come on doc, you got to give me more than that."
She gazed up. There was that air of lingering anticipation, a moment of wanting and eagerness as they stared at each other. There was the slow steady determine movement of lips suddenly crashing into each other. It was like a Ferris wheel, you were moving in a perfect motion, knowing ever time you go in a perfect circle, but it took none of the enjoyment and delight of being so high up. Wade knew with out a doubt how to perfectly maneuver hips lips, his tongue to entice pleasure in Zoe. Soon his hands had found their way to her back. Her hands exploring the softness of his hair, her body being pulled closer to him, both of them lost of the desperation of wanting to be close. Then there was that pesky reminder that they needed to breath.
Well, if there was ever a doubt about lust…it was gone now. Now they just needed to figure out, if there could be a love thing.
"Well," Zoe took a step back which left Wade grinning happily like a dog who had just got a bone. "There's your kiss…so things are um…even…" He was so deliriously happy he just left the prissy New York doctor flustered as a school girl caught kissing a boy behind the building. "Quit smiling at me like that!" Suddenly, all Wade could think about was a hot teacher…well that was a thought the doc, sure would look nice in those high heels, short skirts, and tight white blouse. Wade's grin became even wider. Her voice was firm. "I said quit it," He moved in close again.
"Now doc, I don't think that's possible, because that was some kiss." Zoe brown eyes were bigger as she saw the something…untamed…like the wild flodrawing them together. It was almost possible to resist, and that was very frightening.
"Uh…thank you," She said.
"So, well doc, guess I'll see at closing time Friday at the Rammer Jammer."
Still mesmerized she barely registered anything as he began to take his guitar and walk away. "Sure…what?" She had a sudden urge to stop him.
"That will be our first date," he elaborated. Zoe frowned, thinking the Rammer Jammer was not exactly an 'enticingly romantic' place for a first date.
"Oh don't look at me like that doc, it will be alright."
Author's Commentary: So I just moved into a new place, so no internet, have to walk thirty minutes to get to mom's house and sometimes, it is just too hot or I am to lazy. But I thank my mom for letting borrow her computer for awhile.