Zane had pulled the bed out from the couch and had made the bed. Everyone had left shortly after dinner. Lizzie went to stay with Paul, Jamie went to Serena's and Aunt Rita and Uncle Rick went back to their hotel. Ryder tried to stick around but Zane kicked him out. I think he may have even went to hang out with Lizzie and Paul, I'm not sure.

It was a good celebration dinner. I'm here, I'm alive and it's only going to get better from here. Laying snuggled up next to Zane, his fingers are trailing the skin on my arm and it's comforting. We decided on a series called Hemlock Grove on Netflix and settled to watch it all night...or at least until we pass out.

Zane's fingertips continue to linger on my skin and he kisses the top of my head. "I can't stop thinking about our moment in the tub." He whispers and I look at him to see his lips turn up.

"It was good, wasn't it." I wink.

"It was, but highly unexpected and you had just gotten out of the hospital."

"Yeah well a girl has needs." I chuckle wrapping my arm across his stomach. "Holy hell! Did you just see that transformation?!?!"

"Uh no sorry."

"Zane! Are you not watching this?"

"Ha no I was watching you."

"Oh well ok then." I say laughing because I didn't really know how to respond.

"What? The way you were intensely watching the show was cute."

I blush and say nothing. I feel him chuckle and he strokes my arm that's laying across his stomach. In the middle of the third episode we started to fall asleep.

Sometime around 3am we were woken up to banging on the door. Zane instructed me to stay in bed and he got up to see who it was. Walking to the door he kicked the table next to the couch stubbing his toes and a line of swear words escape his mouth. I couldn't help but laugh a little but made sure he didn't hear.

Again, more banging on the door and I reach over to turn the lamp on that's sitting on the table next to the cough. Zane opens the peephole and turns around looking at me with an annoyed look on his face.

"Who is it?" I ask.

"It's Chris. What the fuck does he want?" Zane opens the door. "Do you know what time it is?" Immediately showing his annoyance.

"I need to talk to you. I'm sorry it's late, but I tried to get Paul to talk to me but he won't. He went bat shit crazy on me and so did Lizzie."

Zane crosses his arms across his chest. "Well do you blame him? I mean come on man you fucked up."

"I was drunk and I think the dude slipped me something. I even offered to get tested."

"Chris quit the bullshit. I think you need to leave though. Lucy had just come home from the hospital and she's trying to sleep."

"Oh Lucy! I'm so glad you are home!"

"Save it Chris!" I say angrily. "What you did to Paul was wrong and I am soooo pissed off at you for that. So right now you are at the wrong place."

"Lucy please just talk to Paul. Get him to forgive me. He will listen to you."

"No! Absolutely not Chris! Leave me out of this, I have enough going on right now."

"I know Lucy and I'm sorry. Really though, I am happy you are home and I am happy you are doing better."

"Thanks but the words coming out of your mouth are nauseating. You need to leave and you need to leave now."

Chris turns around and heads toward the door, he turns around to say something but Zane indicates that it's enough. As soon as Chris disappears out the door Zane shuts it and locks it.

Zane comes back to bed shutting the light off and pulls me close to him. We both seem to be wide awake and can't seem to fall back asleep.

"I can't believe the nerve of him." I say.

"I think he knows that he beyond fucked up. But if Paul forgives him it's sure as hell going to take a lot."

"I know. Paul is very forgiving but like you said it's going to take a lot."

I catch the silhouette of Zane from the moon light pouring in the living room window and my God does he look gorgeous. I angle my face up to his and he stares into my eyes with his melting blue eyes.

Lifting my chin with his fingertips he dips his head to kiss me deep and passionately. I trace my fingers along his jaw line, through the stubble of his beard as his hands caress my back. I feel his member rise and press against me, which brought on the heat between my legs. A moan escapes my lips as I yearn for more. He begins to place tiny kisses down my neck, across my collar bone and the top of my breasts. He pulls the collar of my shirt down exposing the top of my breasts and he slinks lower to suck on my nipples. My head falls back and I moan as my need grows stronger. I run my hand down his chest, down his stomach and under the elastic of his basketball shorts and take his hard throbbing member in my hand and he lets out a deep moan. He continues sucking on my nipples as his hand wonders down to my clit and massages it slowly and a tiny whimper escapes.

I need him in the worst way and won't stop until he's wrapped around me, engulfing me into his soul. His lips travel up my neck and I feel his breath hot against my ear and I push him down against the bed. Taking his arms, raising them above his head I lick along his jaw line, suck in his ear lobe and trail my tongue all the way down his neck, across his collar bone, down his chest, down his stomach and once I reach the edge of his shorts I pull them down exposing his member. I take him into my mouth and suck while massaging his balls.

After a few minutes he puts his hands under my armpits and lifts me so I'm laying flat across him. His lips meet mine and his hands wonder all over my body and back to my clit. I moan and he rolls me over onto my back and he moves down my body placing kisses all over. His hands slip under the elastic of my bed shorts and underwear and he slowly glides them down my legs.

Inching his way back up my body, he slowly guides his member inside of me. Once he's fully in he begins to move in and out and I cry out in sheer pleasure, clinging to his arms, trying to hold myself together. His lips mash into mine, muffling his and my moans and I am coming close. I feel his body shaking and know that he too is coming close. I tremble and clench his arms tight as I explode around him and he too sinks into his own orgasm. He falls on top of me wrapping his arms around my body as we pant from exhaustion. We lay there naked in each other's arms until we both drift off to sleep.

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When I wake in the morning, I wake up to the smells of eggs, bacon and coffee. I'm about to get out of bed when I realize that I am still naked. I find my shorts on the floor next to the bed and slip them on. My shirt ended up by the pillows, so I reach over and slip it on. Stumbling to the kitchen I see Zane cooking stark naked with just an apron on. He has the station set to indie rock and is grooving along to the music as he's cooking. I giggle at the show he's putting on in front of me and he turns around startled.

He sings the lyrics into the spatula as he comes toward me. Out there on the high dive, You dance with your headphones on, And I could watch you all night long Dancing to someone else's song, Oh, dancing to someone else's song.

He takes me into his arms and we spin around dancing to someone else's song. Zane dips his head and kisses me while we dance away to the rest of the song.

We must have been caught up in the moment because Paul and Lizzie were standing there watching us. Lizzie clears her throat and we jump backs from each other.

"Oh shit! He's naked under that apron!" Lizzie squeals with laughter and Zane makes a mad dash to the bathroom.

I fall to the floor laughing so hard that tears roll down my cheeks and Paul stands there stunned still trying to take in what they had walked in on.

Zane cracks the door to the bathroom. "So um Lucy can you please bring me some clothes?"

Paul helps me up off the floor and I go grab Zane some clothes. Once I hand the clothes to Zane I walk over apologizing to Lizzie and Paul for what they had seen.

"Ha don't worry about it Lucy! That's the funniest shit I've seen in a long time." Lizzie says laughing hysterically.

Paul doesn't seem so amused, at some sense I feel like he's angry. Maybe he's bothered by Chris.

"Paul what's wrong?" I ask.

"Nothing." He answers short.

"Paul I know you. Something is wrong. Share please." I plead.

"I told you not to fall for him. Now you are here, living with him and clearly sleeping with him." Paul says angrily. 

"Woah wait. I thought you gave us your blessing?" I ask.

"I don't know Lucy. I guess I'm still having a hard time with all of this."

"Paul, Zane and I are in a good place right now. I don't know what will happen tomorrow, but today I really really like him and if I learned one thing from having a brain tumor is that you have  to take one day at a time."

"I understand Lucy but what if he breaks your heart?" He asks.

"What if I'm the one to break his heart?"

"Point taken." Paul says.

Zane walks out of the bathroom and is angry about what Paul had said. He had heard it all for the bathroom. Paul apologizes and explains that he's high strung because of what happened with Chris.

Lizzie helps herself to some coffee and has a seat at the island and I join her.

"Your boyfriend paid a visit at 3am." Zane says.

"You're kidding?" Paul asks.

"Nope. Showed up here banging on the door begging Lucy to talk to you."

"There's nothing left to say. He cheated on me and thinks that I'm just going to forgive him like nothing happened." Paul says.

"Dude has some serious making up to you to do before you go on and forgive him." Zane says.

"Not going to happen. I don't play that game."

Zane walks over to the kitchen and pulls out 4 plates. Splitting the eggs between Lizzie and Paul and putting some bacon on the plates, he serves them the breakfast he had made for us. He goes to the fridge and pulls more eggs, begins to cook them and we sit down to have breakfast with Paul and Lizzie.

"Eggs are delicious Zane. Thank you for breakfast." Lizzie says.

Paul shakes his head in agreement and shovels more eggs into his mouth. Zane really can cook and I will be lost if anything ever happens to us. Here's to hoping nothing ever happens! I silently cheer myself on.