Zak’s eyes widened for a split second before he started laughing out loud. Well, it seems like Zak has said whatever it was he wanted to say and was no longer depressed.
“Unlike someone around here, I haven’t been sleeping around…” Zak replied as he shot me a mocking glare.
Guess who is the most well-informed. If he could practically turn up right in front of my hotel room door then leave it to him to know exactly who I slept with. If Zak was jealous, he didn’t openly show it, although his small fit when he greeted me might count a bit as jealously.
“Am I supposed to apologize for that as well?” I asked, sounding a little braver than I felt inside.
“Hell no…because as I told you so many times before…my love means watching and caring for you and being there for you” Zak replied with a repeat of his definition of love that he has chanted to me so many times before throughout the years we’ve been together.
