A/N: I apologize for the long wait for an update. I've been having some personal issues I've had to deal with, but I'm okay now. So, on to the new chapter. Warning: there is a sex scene in this one, so please if you don't like descriptive sexual scenes, just read up until a little after Zoey's second POV break and I'll just sum things up at the beginning of the next chapter.

Adrian POV

I looked up when my door swung open and let out a gasp of surprise.

Zoey stood in my doorway, a troubled expression on her face.

I immediately went into protective mode, wanting to comfort her.

"Zoey, what's wrong?" I stood up from the desk chair I had sat at.

She bit her bottom lip and didn't say anything for a few moments.

"I have to talk to you about something."

"Oh? What about?"

"Can we sit down for this?" She gestured to my bed, biting her bottom lip again.

"Uh, sure." I replied, walking over and sitting down with her.

"I've known you for a long time, Ian." She began, fiddling with her thumbs. "Ever since we were babies. . . You've seen me make a lot of mistakes. . . And do a lot of stupid things. . ."

"Yes. I have. More than I can even keep track of." I let out a little chuckle.

"One of the stupidest things I could have ever done was lie to you. . ." She avoided eye contact with me as she continued speaking. "I should have told you the truth a long time ago. . . I was just afraid. . ."

"Zoey, what are you getting at?" I had a feeling I knew what she was admitting, but I don't think I was prepared to hear it just yet.

"What I'm trying to say is. . ." She took a deep breath and blurted it all out at once. "I'm-in-love-with-you!"

I felt my stomach drop, mixed emotions flowing through me.

For years, I had wanted to hear those words come out of Zoey's mouth. But now that they had, I couldn't do anything about it. As I said before, I was in a relationship already.

"I'm sorry. I just had to get that off my chest. . . I'll leave now." Zoey frowned and started to get up.

"Wait!" I grabbed her hand as she stood. "I have something to say too."

She spun around and tears were falling rapidly from her violet eyes.

"Ian, please just don't. I know you don't feel the same. . . But it's okay. I just had to tell you my feelings before they drove me insane. I never expected you to return them. . ." She started to leave again, but I had a hold of her hand so she couldn't go far.

"Zoey, gosh dammit! Will you let me speak for once?" I declared, gaining her full attention. "I never said I didn't return your feelings. . ."

"W-what?" Her lip trembled.

"Since we were kids, I've felt the same way about you." I took a deep breath before continuing. "I've always loved you. . ."

"Y-You have?"

"Yes. I couldn't help myself. . . You were so full of life and always knew how to make people smile. . ."

I felt an extreme flood of motions go through me at that moment as I began pouring my heart out to Zoey.

"And when I was upset or just having a bad day, you always knew how to make it better. You'd come into my room, crack some joke or just do some random silly thing like putting my boxers on over your head. . ." I laughed at the memory of the girl standing before me sporting a baggy pair of black and brown striped boxers on her small head. The boxers were clean, I have to add.

"Well, I hated seeing you upset. . ." She let out a little giggle through her tears.

"I hated seeing you upset too. It actually tears me apart seeing you unhappy." I stepped forward and pulled her close to me, her body heat very noticeable.

She snuggled into my chest, not saying anything.

I tilted her head up towards me, staring down at her luscious lips.

A blush began forming on her face as she looked up at me.

Not being able to help myself, I bent my head down and pressed my lips to her's.

Zoey immediately responded, returning my kiss and igniting the same emotions in me she had the first time we kissed.

We kissed for several long moments and it would have been perfect if Naomi hadn't walked into my room.

Zoey and I jolted away from each other, but not before Naomi had seen our kiss.

"What the hell?!" The blonde declared angrily, her green eyes flashing dark. "I took off early and surprise you and I walk in on this!?!"

"Naomi-" I began, but she cut me off.

"You better damn well have a good reason for kissing another girl, Adrian. And save me the bullshit made up stories." I was shocked. I'd never heard Naomi speak so harshly.

"It wasn't his fault, it was mine." Zoey spoke up. "I kissed him. I shouldn't have even come into his room. I'm sorry."

"You're damn right you better be sorry. How much of a slut do you have to be to kiss another girl's boyfriend?" Naomi raged, stepping towards Zoey. "Don't you have a fianceé to be with?"

"Naomi-" I started talking again, but once more she cut me off.

"Adrian, don't say a damn word. This is between me and this slut." She turned to me and then clenching her teeth turned back to Zoey. "And you! I can't believe you even kissed someone else when you're engaged to be married! Is your marriage going to be like that too? With you being unfaithful constantly to your husband?"

If I hadn't been watching her face at the moment, I never would have noticed the fury flash in Zoey's violet eyes before she began snapping at my supposed girlfriend.

"Okay, first off, bitch. . . Not that it concerns you, but I broke off my engagement. Second off, I admit I haven't always been the best person in a relationship, but who are you to judge me on that? You don't even know me. You have absolutely no idea what I went through to become the person I had been in the past. . ." Zoey took a few steps towards the blonde, her fists clenched.

"Oh I know enough. Vidia Gomez spilled the whole story on your skank ass. How you always had a new guy every night, but still kept Daniel Franklyn around for the label of a boyfriend. It's pretty pathetic if you ask me." Naomi stood her ground, crossing her arms across her chest.

And that was when Zoey Prescott had heard enough and lunged at Naomi, socking her in the jaw as they tumbled to the ground.

"How dare you, bitch! Vidia Gomez is a lying ass hoe who spreads gossip like she spreads the herpes she's infected with." Zoey stood to her feet, brushing off the jeans she wore.

"I didn't hear you deny having a new guy every night." Naomi stood to her feet as well, clutching her now swollen jaw. "And it wouldn't surprise me if you were the one who has herpes and many other STD's."

I had heard enough at that point.

"Naomi, if you say one more rude thing about Zoey, I may just have to hit you myself. And it's against my morals to hit girls so please, shut the fuck up."

Both girls stood, staring at me in shock.

Naomi shocked at me talking to her in such a manner and Zoey shocked I was actually defending her.

"Naomi, I want you to get your shit out of my dresser and anything else you might have left here over the short time we've dated and leave." I said after a few moments of silence.

After hearing her talk in such a manner about Zoey, I had made a decision. I couldn't date Naomi Green any longer. Not after Zoey confessed her true feelings to me and not after the blonde had shown her true colors.

"Ian, what're you saying?" A frown actually crossed her face as she stepped towards me, reaching out for my hand.

"I'm saying for you to get the fuck out of my house!" I declared angrily, pulling my hand away from her.

"You're breaking up with me!?"

"Yes. Now get your shit and go." I gestured to the dresser she stored all her clothes in.

"But, I love you, Ian! We have something special." She clutched onto my shirt.

"No, Naomi. We don't have anything. I only used you to distract me. . . From Zoey." I felt like such a jerk as I continued talking. "Yes, it was fun what we had going, but it was just a distraction for me. I'm sorry. That's the truth."

Naomi had tears streaming down her cheeks as she pushed past me and started pulling her things out of the dresser I had mentioned, throwing them into a black duffel bag she had stored in my closet.

Seconds later, she pushed past me again and rushed over to the door, but turned back towards Zoey and I before leaving.

"I hope you two have a great life together." She said with a glare.

After she left, I let out a huge sigh, plopping down on my bed.

I didn't however, expect the huge slap in the face Zoey sent me.

Zoey POV

"What was that for?" Ian sat up quickly, clutching his cheek where I slapped him.

"I can't believe you had to use a girl to distract you from me! Why couldn't you just come out and tell me how you truly felt, Ian? It would have saved a hell lot of heartbreak!" I couldn't see straight. I was so mad. "I mean, what the hell? Do you know how much pain you've put me through seeing you with that girl? How much pain I've suffered having feelings for you when I was engaged to another man! Do you know the only reason I started dating Dan was because you never showed any interest in me?"

"Zoey, calm down." He stood and started to pull me into him.

"No! You put me through so much shit all these years! I've loved you since we were kids, Ian. I never knew how to tell you. And then we grew up and when I tried admitting my feelings then, you never seemed interested, so I gave up. Then I started dating, hoping deep down you'd get jealous and try to be with me, but nothing. You never even batted an eye at me. You never even seemed to notice me."

He rubbed his hands down my arms, sending sweet sensations throughout my body.

"I've always noticed you, Zoey. Every single thing about you. Like, I notice you're ticklish right here." He ran his left hand down my side, rubbing circles along my hip.

"And right here, you get turned on." His hand rubbed down my inner thigh, and I couldn't help, but feel the heat rise between my legs.

"Ian, come on!" I shouted, but it was muffled as his lips crashed down onto mine suddenly.

I immediately responded, kissing him back.

Just like the first two times, I felt my body ignite with desire and passion, my inner core screaming out for Ian.

"Now that we're both single. . . We can go further. . ." His lips left my mouth and began leading a trail down my neck, causing my body to ignite even more.

Grabbing either side of the red tank top I wore, Ian gently slid it up and over my head, tossing it onto the floor somewhere. He then reached behind my back and unclasped my bra, tossing that on the floor as well.

I bit my bottom lip, holding back the moan I wanted to let out as he began kissing down my breasts and stomach.

"I love you so much, Zoey. I always have." He remarked, his hands running down my sides again and then between my legs at my inner core.

"Oh, gosh, Ian!" I couldn't hold back my moan anymore as his thumbs began massaging circles against my core.

"You like that, hmm?" He looked up at me with a mischevious look in his blue green eyes and a smirk on his face.

I only nodded and pulled him up to me for a long, passionate kiss.

I let out a gasp when he picked me up, wrapping my legs around his waist, and walking us towards his bed.

"I think I know several things you'll like. . ." He smirked again, his hands running down my bare waist and stopping at the button of my jeans. "For starters, you'll love what I can do with these gone. . ."

Without hesitation, he unbuttoned my jeans and slid them down off me, tossing them somewhere onto the floor.

"And these. . ." I let out a moan as he slowly pulled my lace underwear off, bending down and kissing my inner thigh.

He placed kisses all the way down my thigh, pausing at my core.

"You'll really love this." Just as with the jeans and underwear, Ian inserted his tongue into me without hesitation.

I gripped his sheets between my fingers as he licked up and down and in and out.

"Holy crap, Ian!"

He continued his tongue action for a long time before he stopped all together, me pouting at the sudden loss of pleasure.

"I have more that you'll love." He smirked up at me, lust filling his eyes as he pulled his pants off, revealing the site of his black silk boxers, a very evident buldge showing.

I scooted up the bed some more and then pulled him down on top of me again, his manhood touching my inner core and making me moist for him.

"Ian, please. . ." I practically begged him.

"Shh. . . We have all night, baby." He whispered, crashing his lips down onto mine.

I moaned against his kiss as I felt him begin to move his hips against mine, his manhood becoming even harder.

"Ian, please that feels so damn good. I need more!" I shouted out and he pulled away for a split second, pulling his boxers off, getting a condom out, and putting it on.

"You're so beautiful, Zoey." He whispered and before I could say anything back, he layed back on top of me, pushing into me and kissing me as he began pumping in and out.

My entire body was on fire as we made love.

Everywhere he touched, I felt sweet sensations ignite through my body, making me want him even more.

It was like I couldn't get enough of him and that is why we did it over and over and over again all night long.