George stood on the porch of the cabin that he was currently making perfect for Zoe. He hoped to have everything ready by the end of the day. The chefs that he had hired to come prepare an amazing meal for Zoe were going to be there the next day. He had told them that it was a surprise for the woman he was going to marry and that she loved their food. He had also told them he was proposing to her after the meal, and that he had people that would worry with clean up. All they had to do was prepare the meal and leave. He didn't need them there if, and she probably would, she caused a scene or did something to clue them in that she wasn't there willingly. Although he was trying to figure out just how to get here there willingly. That was the hard part of his plan. She was always hip to hip and inseparable from either Wade, or that trashy bitch Lexi.
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Zoe was walking from the practice to grab a quick lunch when she heard her name. She glanced behind her and just rolled her eyes, continuing on. She really wished that he would leave her alone. It had been three days since she had burned everything that he had sent her. One would think that would send him the message that she wanted nothing to do with him. She wanted to scream when he caught up with her.
"Go away George."
"C'mon Zoe, I just wanted to talk." He shifted so she had to turn to walk a certain direction. She didn't exactly have a choice.
"I don't want to talk to you. I don't want to have anything to do with you. Why can't you see that I am happy?"
"Because you can't be happy with Wade."
"Are you me all of a sudden? Do you know how I feel? Because last time I checked, I was the only person inhabiting my body." She stopped when he stopped.
"I know Wade, better than you do. He doesn't know how to love. He doesn't know how to be more than a womanizer." He moved closer to her, backing her up into the car that was behind her.
"You think you know Wade. I have to get back to work." She suddenly felt just a little bit panicked.
"You aren't going back to work Zoe." George said before pulling a small roll of duct tape from his pocket.
"George, you're starting to scare me." He ripped a small strip off the roll and before she could scream, he had her mouth covered and was opening the door of the car behind them, shoving her in. The windows were blacked out and you couldn't see inside the car. George slipped behind the wheel and grinned into the rearview mirror. The eyes that looked back into his were scared, but she would get passed that. Everything was going to work out now. She would be his.
He pulled out onto the road and began to drive. He had no worries as he drove, because she couldn't open the doors from the inside of the car and no one could see into the car. All Zoe could do was stare out the windows and cry. She was scared. What in the hell was he planning on doing to her? As she watched the scenery go by she felt something in the pit of her stomach. It was an ache. One she had never felt before. She was afraid that she was never going to see Wade again. She leaned back into the seat and wiped the tears from her face. At that precise moment there was nothing that she could do to help herself. She was going to have to wait until there was a chance. She had a feeling he wasn't going to let her find a chance to escape. Oh how she hated George Tucker.